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ii  RECOMMENDATIONS. 

Hymn  Sook  extant.  For  a  book  of  the  proposed  size  and  style 
of  execution,  llie  price  must  be  conviilered  reasonable.  We  wish 
him  the  success  which  he  well  deserves. 

JOHN  L.  DAGG, 
Paitor  of  the  Fifth  Bapttst  Church,  Philadelphia- 
THOAUS  J.  KITTS, 
Pastor  of  the  Second  Baptist  Church,  Philadelphia. 
WILLIAM  E.  ASHTON, 
Pastor  of  tilt  Third  Baptist  Church,  Philadelphia. 

DAVIU  JONES, 
Pastor  of  the  Lower  JDulUti  Baptist  Church,  Pa. 

Mr.  Clark,  New  York,  Dec  15,  1S27. 

S>r, — It  has  afforded  us  great  pleasure  to  learn  that  you  intend 
soon  to  p'lblish  a  duodecimo  edition  of  Dr.  Watts'  l^lms  and 
Hymns,  as  arranged  by  Dr.  Rippon,  together  with  Dr.  Ripponli 
Selection.  Such  a  Hymn  Book,  if  well  executed,  and  reasonable 
as  to  price,  cannot  fail  to  receive  a  very  extensive  circulation,  as 
It  is  believed  that  the  churches  of  Chr'.si  in  America  have  long 
felt  the  inadequacy  of  Dr.  Watts"  Psalms  and  Hymus  to  all  the 
purposes  of  divine' worship. 

Respectfully  vours,  &c., 

CHARLES  G.  SOMMERS,    " 
Pastor  of  the  Scvth  Baptist  Church,  Xew  York. 
SPENCER  H.  CONE, 
Pastor- of  the  Oliver  Street  Baptiit  Chnrck.  A'tw  York. 
AARON  PERKINS, 
pastor  of  the  Beriah  BaptiU  Church,  Ncio  Yculi. 
ARCHIBALD  >UCLAY, 
Pastor  of  the  Baptist  Churdi  in  MulUrry  Street.  N.  Y 
I.  .\i.  ALLEN, 
Agent  of  tilt  Baptist  General  Tract  Society. 
A.  D.  GILLETT, 
Pastor  of  the  Fifth  Baptist  CImrch,  Philadelphia. 
R.  W.  CL'SH.MAN, 
Prtncipal  of  the  Younz  Ladies''  CoUetciate  Institute,  Philad. 
ADIEL  SHERWOOD, 
of  ikon^ia. 
THOMAS  MEREDITH, 
of  Edcnton,  Nortn  Carolina. 
G.  B.  FERRY, 
Pastor  of  the  First  Baptist  Church,  Spruce  street,  PhUad. 
GEORGE  1.  MILES, 
Pastor  of  Baptist  Church,  IVestchcMer,  Pa. 
JOSEPH  WALKER, 
Pastor  of  Marcus  Uooh  Baptist  ChurcJu 
JOSEPH  MATHIAS, 
Pastor  of  Hdltovyn  Baptist  Church. 
JOSEPH  SHEPHARD, 
Pastor  of  Mount  Holly  Baptist  Cfturch. 
C.  J.  HOPKINS, 
Pastor  of  Freehold  Baptist  Church. 
C.  W.  DENNISON, 
Pastor  of  the  Second  Baptist  Church,  Wilmm^toiu 
C.  MOORE, 
Pastor  of  Vincent  Baptist  Church. 


THE 


PSALMS  AND  HYMNS 


DR.    WATTS, 


ARRANGED  BY 


DR.  RIPPON 


DR.  RIPPON'S  SELECTION. 

IN   OrrE    VOLUME, 

CORRECTED  AND  IIVIPRO\'ED, 

BY  REV.  C.  G.  SOMMERS,  PASTOR  OF  SOUTH  BAPTIST 

CHURCH,  N.  T. ;  AND  REV.  JOHN  L.  DAGG, 

PRESIDENT  OF  THE  ALABAMA 

FEMALE  ATHENEUM. 

PHILADELPHIA: 

DAVID    CLARK, 

BOOKSELLITR     AND     STATIONER. 

Stereotyped  by  L.  Johnson.  ,  V'j 

1838. 


The  subscribers  having  examined  the  preser.i 
edition  of  Watts  and  Rippon,  would  cheerfully 
commend  it  to  the  churches,  believing  that  an 
edition  of  the  volume  of  the  present  small  or 
pocket  size  was  much  needed,  and  having  full 
confidence  that  in  the  hands  of  the  editor  the 
work  will  be  found  to  have  been  well  and  faith- 
fully executed. 

WILLIAIM  R.  WTLLIAIMS. 

JONATHAN  GOING. 

SPENCER  R  CONE. 

A.  MACLAY. 
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of  Pennsylvania. 


PREFACE. 

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^         For  oflFering  this  pocket  edition  of  Watts  and 
r-3      Rippon  to  the  public,  and  particularly  to  the  Bap- 
^      tiet  denomination,  the  publisher  is  confident  that 
S      no  apology  will  be  required.    In  May,  1827,  the 
^J      first  improved  edition  of  Watts  and  Rippon  was 
published ;  since  which,  there  have  been  about 
r^       thirty  thousand  copies  published.    About  five 
S*"       years  ago  the  denomination  called  for  a  large  or 
^       pulpit  size,  which  the  publisher  gave  as  soon  as 
^      circtunstances  would  admit ;  and  within  the  last 
o      two  years  a  loud   call  has  been  made  for  a 
pocket  edition ;  and  the  publisher,  always  anx- 
ious to  accommodate  the  denomination  and  the 
•       public,  has  had  a  handsome  edition  prepared, 
S       which  is  here  presented  to  the  denomination  for 
their  approbation.  This  edition  corresponds  pre- 
^      cisely  with  the  large  and  middle  sizes. 

^\         Philadelphia,  Nov.  25, 1836. 


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SYLLABUS 

OF  THE 

ARRANGEMENT. 


GOD Hymns  and  PsaJms  1  to  54 

His  Perfections  ..--..-  1  -     4C 

Praise  to  God 47-54 

TREATION  AND  PROVIDENCE        -       -       •  55  .     81 

tALL  OF  MAN 82-95 

SCRIPTURE.  Properties  of  it          -        -       -       -  96  .   105 

Moral  Law 106-112 

Gospel       ...                               -       .  113  -  124 

Doctrines  and  Blessings          ....  125  -  194 

Invitations  and  Promises   •        -        .        -        .  195  -  210 

CHRIST,  His  Divinit)' 211-214 

Incarnation 215  -  223 

Life  and  Ministry 224-228 

Sufferings  and  Death                          -       -       -  229  -  236 

Resurrection,  Ascension,  &c.                         •  237  -  257 

Intercession        -        -        .                         -        •  258  •  263 

Characters  and  Offices   -                       -        •  261  -  270 

Addrasis  to  Htm      -                                -       -  271   -  278 

HOLY  SPIRIT    ...  .279-344 

His  Influences  and  Graces                 •       •       -  279  -  340 

Addresses  to  the  Spirit  -                •        •        -  341-344 

CHRISTIAN  LIFE        -                       ...  345  -  39b 

SAINTS  AND  SINNERS  -       .       .  .397-407 

WORSHIP,  Private         -        -        -       -  .408-411 

Family 412  .  417 

Public 418-434 

Lord's  Day 435-4-16 

Before  Prayer 447-448 

Before  Sermoii       ......  449  •  451 

After  Scrmwi 452  .  453 

WORLD 454  .  453 

CHURCH,  The  Jewish ;  or.  The  History  of  the  Is- 

raeUtes       .        -       •               ...  459  -  473 

The  Christian  Church     -        -        •        .        «  474  -  524 

Settlement  and  Beauty  of  it    -       .       -       .  474  .  4S6 

Afflictions,  Persecutions,  and  Complaints          .  4^7  -  493 

Safetv,  Deliverance,  and  Triumph        .       .  494-505 

Church  Meetings 506-513 

Praver  and  Praise  for  the  Enlargement  of  the 

Church 514-524 

CIRCUMCISION  AND  BAPTISM    .       .       .  525-532 

LORD'S  SUPPER 533-557 

SOLOMON'S  SONG 558-570 

TIMES  AND  SEASONS 571  .  634 

TIME  AND  ETERNITY          -       ■       .       .  635  .  646 

DEATH  AND  THE  RESLTIRECTION       -        .  647  -  675 

JUDGMENT -676-684 

HELL  AND  HEAVEN 685-693 

DOXOLOGIES  and  HOSANNAS                -       -  694  -  718 

viii 


GENERAL  CONTENTS 


RIPPON'S    HYMNS. 


GOD      -  ....       from  Hymn 

CREATION  AND  PROVIDENCE    - 
FALL  OF  MAN       - 
SCRIPTURE,  Properties  of  it 
Moral  aud  Ceremonial  Law 

Gospel 

Doctrines  and  Blessings      ... 
Invitations  and  Promises 
CHRIST,  His  Incarnation  and  Ministry 
Sufl'erinjs  and  Death       ... 
Resurrection  and  Ascension 
Exaltation  and  Intercession     - 
Characters,  placed  alpnatetically 
SPIRIT,  His  Influences 

Graces  of  the,  placed  alphabetically    • 
CHRISTIAN  LIFE     .... 
WORSHIP,  Private  -       - 

Family 

Public         .... 
Lord's  Day     .... 
Before  Prayer     - 
Before  Sermon        ... 
After  Sermon,  and  Doiologies 

WORLD       

CHURCH,  described,  formed,  &c. 
Ordinations,  &c.      ... 
Pastors,  Deacons,  People    - 
Associations  and  Missions 
Collections  for  poor  Churches 
Church  Meetings    - 
BAPTISM         -       .       .       . 
LORD'S  SUPPER 
TIMES  AND  SEASONS 
TIME  AND  ETERNITY 
DEATH  AND  THE  RESURRECTION 

JUDGMENT 

HELL  AND  HEAVEN    -   -   • 


1012  . 

1047  • 

1051  ■ 

1056  ■ 

1064  . 

1071 

1077 

1090 

1116 

1121 

1125 

1131 

1136 

1150 

1155 

1160 

1190 

1209 

1261 

126S 

1288 

1298 

ix 


744 
755 
760 
764 
771 
779 
831 
846 
853 
857 
864 
873 
923 
934 
lOU 
1047 
1050 
1055 
1063 
1070 
1076 
1089 
1115 
1120 
1124 
1130 
1135 
1149 
1154 
1159 
1189 


1267 
12S7 
1297 


DIRECTIONS 


MINISTERS  AND  CLERKS,  WHO  USE  THIS  VOLUME 
IN  PUBLIC. 


1.  Mention  the  number  of  the  Psalms  oi 
Hymns ;  and  where  Dr.  Walts  is  used,  menlion 
the  number  in  that  also. 

2.  The  Hymns  and  Psalms  ma.y  be  found,  a? 
usual,  by  the  Index  of  first  Lines. 

3.  Those  verses  which  are  included  in  brack- 
ets, thus,  [  ],  may  be  omitted  without  disturbing 
the  sense. 

4.  Hymns  in  the  selection  have  their  appro- 
priate numbers  placed  immediately  over  each. 

5.  The  letters 

L.  P.  M.  stand  for  Long  Particular  Metre. 
S.  P  M.,  or  6.  6.  8,  for  Short  Particular  Metrr/, 
H.  M.,  or  6's  and  S's,  for  Hallelujah  Metre. 
L.  M.  6  lines,  for  Long  Metre  6  lines. 
L.  C.  M.  for  Long  Common  Metre. 

s,  stands  for  slow  or  solemn. 

l.        "         loud  or  bold. 
jf         "         fast  or  joyful. 

Pf        "        plaintive  or  soft. 


A  TABLE 

OF  THE 

FIRST    LINES. 


The  Figuret  express  the  NumUrs  of  the  Hymiu  a7id  j 
as  they  are  now  arranged. 

A  debtor  to  mercy  alone     - 

A  fulness  resides  in  Jesus  our  head    - 

A  good  high  priest  is  come 

Above  these  heavens'  created  rounds 

Absent  from  flesh  !  O  blissful  thought 

Adam  our  father  and  our  head    - 

Adam  our  father 

Adore  and  tremble,  for  our  God 

Afflicted  saint,  to  Chnst  draw  near  - 

Ah  !  I  shall  soon  be  dying  - 

Ah  !  wretched  souls,  wlio  strive  in  vain 

Alas  !  and  did  my  Saviour  bleed 

Alas  !  what  hourly  dangers  rise 

All  glory  to  thy  wondrous  name 

All  hail,  incarnate  God 

All  hail  the  power  of  Jesus'  name 

All  mortal  vanities,  begone 

All  ye  that  love  the  Lord,  rejoice 

Almighty  Father,  gracious  Lord 

Almighty  Maker,  God         -       -       . 

Almighty  Maker  of  my  frame     - 

Almighty  Ruler  of  the  skies 

Aloud  we  sing  the  wondrous  grace     - 

Am  I  soldier  of  the  cross 

Amid  the  splendours  of  thy  state 

Amidst  thy  wrath,  remember  Iovb     - 

Among  th'  assemblies  of  the  great 

Among  the  princes,  earthly  gods 

And  are  we  wretches  yet  alive  - 

And  art  thou  with  us,  gracious  Lord  - 

And  be  it  so ;  that,  till  this  hour 

And  can  my  heart  aspire  so  high 

And  did  the  holy  and  the  just     - 

And  have  I,  Christ,  no  love  to  thee    - 

And  is  the  gospel  peace  and  love 


xii  TABLE  OF  FIRST  LINES. 

And  is  this  life  prolong'd  lo  n.e         -  -  636 

And  must  I  part  with  all  I  have         -  -  993 

And  must  this  body  die        -        -       -  -  674 

And  now  the  scales  have  left  mine  eyes  -  353 

And  will  the  eternal  King  -        -        -  -  1016 

And  will  the  God  of  grace  -       -        -  -  490 

And  will  the  Judge  descend        -       -  -  1290 

And  will  th'  offended  God  again        -  -  1017 

Angels !  roll  the  rock  away'      -       -  -  860 

Another  six  days'  work  is  done  -       .  -  1066 

Are  all  the  foes  of  Sion  faols        ...  493 

Are  sinners  now  so  senseless  grown   -  -  49"2 

Arise,  my  gracious  God        ....  405 

Arise,  my  soul,  my  joyful  powers        -  -  138 

Arise,  my  tenderest  thoughts,  arise    -  -  760 

As  on  the  cross  the  Saviolir  hung        -  .  798 

As  showers  on  meadows  newly  mown  -  927 

Ascend  thy  throne.  Almighty  King    .  -  10S3 

Ashamed  of  Christ !  my  soul,  disdain  -  998 

Assist  us,  Lord,  thy  name  to  praise     -  -'  1044 

Astonished  and  disiress'd     -        -       .  .  758 

At  anchor  laid,  remote  from  home      -  -  930 

At  thy  command,  our  dearest  Lord     -  -  551 

Attend,  my  ear;  my  heart,  rejoice     -  -  1291 

Attend,  ye  children  of  your  God         -  .  1183 

Attend,  while  God's  exalted  son        -  -  149 

Awake,  awake,  the  sacred  song          -  -  849 

Awake,  awake,  thou  mighty  arm        -  -  1138 

Awake,  my  heart,  arise,  my  tongue    -  -  156 

Awake,  my  soul,  in  joyful  lays   ...  731 

Awake,  my  soul !  stretch  every  nerve  -  1020 

Awake,  my  zeal,  awake,  my  love      -  -  637 

Awake,  our  drowsy  souls     -        -       .  .  1O67 

Awake,  our  souls,  and  bless  his  name  -  883 

Awake,  our  souls,  away  our  fears      -  •  357 

Awake,  sweet  gratitude !  and  sing     -  .  871 

Awake,  ye  saints,  and  raise  your  eyes  -  1304 

Awake,  ye  saints,  to  praise  your  King  .  47 

Away  from  every  mortal  care     ...  4-28 

Away  my  unbelieving  fear         -        .  -  10O4 

Awhile  remained  the  doubtful  strife   -  -  1259 

Backsliders,  who  your  misery  feel     •  -  894 

Backward  with  humble  shame  we  look  -  82 

Before  Jehovah's  awful  throne    •        -  -  60 

Before  thy  throne,  eternal  King  -       •  -  1142 


TABLE  OF  FIRST  LINES. 

Begin,  my  tongue,  some  heavenly  theme 

Begone,  unbelief!  my  Saviour  is  near 

Begone,  ye  gilded  vanities  - 

Behold  how  sinners  disagree 

Behold  !  long-wished-for  spring  is  come 

Behold  the  blind  their  sight  receive  - 

Behold  th'  expected  time  draws  near 

Behold  the  glories  of  the  Lamb  - 

Behold,  the  grace  appears  -        -       - 

Behold  the  leperous  Jew     - 

Behold  the  lofty  sky    -        -       .        - 

Behold  the  love,  the  generous  love    - 

Behold  the  morning  sun      - 

Behold  the  potter  alid  the  clay  - 

Behold  the  rose  of  Sharon  here  - 

Behold  the  sin-atoninsf  Lamb     - 

Behold  the  sons,  the  heirs  of  God 

Behold  the  sure  foundation  stone 

Behold  ,  the  woman's  promised  seed  - 

Behold  the  wretch  whose  lust  and  wine 

Behold  thy  waiting  servant,  Lord 

Behold  what  wondrous  grace 

Beset  with  snares  on  every  hand 

Bless,  O  my  soul,  the  living  God 

Bless'd  are  the  humble  souls  that  see 

Bless'd  are  the  sons  of  God 

Bless'd  are  the  sons  of  peace 

Bless'd  are  the  souls  that  hear  and  know 

Bless'd  are  the  undefiled  in  heart  '    - 

Bless'd  be  the  everlasting  God    - 

Bless'd  be  the  Father  and  his  love     - 

Bless'd  be  the  tie  that  binds 

Bless'd  Jesus,  source  of  grace  divine  - 

Bless'd  is  the  man,  for  ever  blest 

Bless'd  is  the  man  who  shuns  the  place 

Bless'd  is  the  man  whose  bowels  move 

Bless'd  is  the  man  whose  heart  expands 

Bless'd  is  the  nation  where  the  Lord 

Bless'd  men,  whoslretch  their  willing  hands  lOlO 

Bless'd  morning,  whose  young  dawning  rays  443 

Bless'd  Redeemer,  how  divine  -        -        -      107 

Bless'd  with  the  joys  of  innocence     •       -       86 

Blood  has  a  voice  to  pierce  the  skies         -      142 

Blow  ye  the  trumpet,"  blow  -        -        -      775 

Bright  King  of  glory,  ureadful  God     -       -      211 

Broad  is  the  road  that  leads  to  death         -       94 

Buried  beneath  the  yielding  wave     -  530 


xiv  TABLE  OF  FIRST  LINES*. 

Buried  in  shadows  of  the  night  - 
But  few  among  the  carnal  wise  - 

Can  creatures  to  perfection  find 
Children,  in  years  and  knowledge  young 
Children  of  the  heavenly  King  - 
Christ  and  his  cross  are  all  our  theme 
Christ  our  passover  is  slain 
Christ,  the  Lord,  is  risen  to-day  - 
Come  all  harmonious  tongues     - 
Come  and  behold  the  place 
Come,  children,  learn  to  fear  the  Lord 
Come,  dearest  Lord,  descend  and  dwell 
Come,  every  pious  heart 
Come,  eracious  Spirit,  heavenly  dove 
Com.e,  Holy  Spirit,  Dove  divine  - 
Come,  guilty  souls,  and  flee  away 
Come,  happy  souls,  approach  your  God 
Come  hither,  all  ye  weary  souls 
Come,  Holy  Spirit,  come     - 
Come,  Holy  Spirit,  heavenly  Dove     - 
Come,  humble  sinner,  in  whose  breast 
Come,  let  me  love  !  or  is  my  mind     - 
Come,  let  our  voices  join  to  raise 
Come,  let  us  join  a  joyful  tune    - 
Come,  let  us  join  our  cheerful  songs  - 
Come,  let  us  lift  our  joyful  eyes 
Come,  let  us  lift  our  voices  high 
Come,  Lord  !  and  help  us  to  rejoice  - 
Come,  Lord,  and  warm  each  languid  heart 
Come,  see  on  bloody  Calvary     - 
Come,  sinners,  saith  the  mighty  God 
Come,  Sound  his  praise  abroad  - 
Come,  thou  fount  of  every  blessing     - 
Come,  thou  long-expected  Jesus 
Come,  thou  soul-transforming  Spirit  - 
Come,  weary  souls,  with  sins  distrest 
Como,  we  that  love  the  Lord 
Come,  ye  sinners,  poor  and  wretched 
Come,  ye  that  fear  the  Lord 
Come,  ye  that  love  the  Saviour's  name 
Compared  with  Christ,  in  all  beside  • 
Consider  all  my  sorrows.  Lord    - 
Curst  be  the  man,  for  ever  curst 
Daughters  of  Zion,  come,Lehold 
David  rejoiced  in  God  his  strength    • 
Day  of  judgment,  day  of  wonders 


TABLE  OF  FIRST  LINES. 

Dead  be  my  heart  to  all  below   - 

Dear  Friend  of  friendless  sinners,  hear 

Dear  Lord  !  and  shall  lliy  spirit  rest  - 

Dear  Lord,  and  will  thy  pardoning  love 

Dear  Lord,  behold  our  sore  distress     - 

Dear  Lord  !  though  bitter  is  tlie  cup  - 

Dear  Lord  !  why  should  I  doubt  thy  love 

Dear  refuge  of  my  weary  soul 

Dear  Saviour!  make  me  wise  to  see  - 

Dear  Saviour,  we  are  thine 

Dear  Saviour !  when  my  thoughts  recall 

Dear  Shepherd  of  thy  people  here 

Dearest  of  all  the  names  above  - 

Dearest  Saviour  help  thy  servant 

Death  cannot  make  our  souls  afraid  - 

Death  may  dissolve  my  body  now 

Death  !  'tis  a  melancholy  day     - 

Death,  with  his  dread  commission  seal'd 

Deceived  by  subtle  snares  of  hell 

Deep  are  the  wounds  which  sin  has  made 

Deep  in  our  hearts  let  us  record 

Deep  in  the  dust  before  thy  throne     • 

Deluded  souls  !  who  think  to  find 

Depraved  minds,  on  ashes  fed     - 

Descend,  celestial  Dove 

Descend  from  heaven,  immortal  Dove, 

Descend,  Holy  Spirit ;  the  Dove 

Did  Christ  o'er  sinners  weep 

Dismiss  us  with  thy  blessing,  Lord    - 

Do  I  believe  what  Jesus  saith 

Do  not  I  love  thee,  O  my  Lord    - 

Do  we  not  know  that  solemn  word    - 

Dost  thou  my  profit  seek     - 

Down  to  the  sacred  wave    -       -       - 

Down  headlong  from  their  native  skies 

Dread  Sovereign,  let  my  evening  song 

Early,  my  God,  without  delay    - 

Earth  has  engross'd  my  love  too  long 

Emptied  of  earth,  I  fain  would  be 

Encompass'd  with  clouds  of  distress  - 

Enquire,  ye  pilgrims,  for  the  way 

Enslaved  by  sin,  and  bound  in  chains 

Ere  the  blue  heavens  were  strelch'd  abroad  212 

Eternal  God  !  Almighty  cause    - 

Eternal  God,  enthroned  on  high 

Eternal  Power !  whose  high  abode     - 


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Eternal  Source  ol  every  joy         ...  i226 

Eternal  Sovereign  of  the  sky      •        -       -  615 

Eternal  Spirit !  we  confess         -       -        .  342 

Eternal  Spirit,  source  of  light     ...  929 

Eternal  Wisdom,  thee  we  praise        -       .  748 

Eternity  is  just  at  hand        ....  1266 

Exalt  the  Lord  our  God               ...  447 

Exalted  Prince  of  life  !  we  own'-        -       -  9S7 

Exert  thy  power,  thy  rights  maintain        -  1136 

Fair  Sion's  King,  we  suppliant  bow  -       -  1135 

Faith  adds  new^charms  to  earthly  bliss     -  936 

Faith  is  the  brightest  evidence          -       -  286 

Faith  !  'tis  a  precious  grace         ...  935 

Far  as  thy  name  is  known  .        -       .        -  485 

Far  from  my  thouglits,  vain  world,  begone  172 

Father'  at  rhy  call  I  come          •       -        -  9^ 

Father  divine,  thy  piercing  eye          -       -  1051 

Father,  God,  who  seest  in  me     -       .       -  794 

Father,  how  wide  thy  glories  shine     -       -  194 

Father,  I  bless  thy  gentle  hand          -        -  ,624 

Father,  I  long,  I  faint  to  see        -        -       -  691 

Father,  I  sing  thy  wondrous  grace     -        -  193 

Father,  is  not  thy  promise  pledged     -       -  1137 

Father  of  all,  thy  care  we  bless          -        -  1053 

Father  of  faithful  Abra'm,  hear           •        -  1140 

Father  of  glory  !  to  thy  name     .        -       -  740 

Father  of  mercies,  bow  thine  ear       -       -  1144 

Fatherof  mercies,  in  thy  house          -       •,  1125 

Father  of  mercies,  in  thy  word  ...  764 

Father  of  mercies  !  send  thy  grace    -        -  975 

Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost      -       -       .  1115 

Father,  we  wait  to  feel  thy  grace       -       •  556 

Father,  whale'er  of  earthly  Ijliss         -       -  1038 

Firm  and  unmoved  are  they        ...  jS3 

Firm  as  the  earth  thy  gospel  stands   -       -  207 

Firm  was  my  health,  my  day  was  bright  -  629 

Fools  in  their  hearis  believe  and  say  "       -  S7 

For  a  season  call  "d  to  pare  -       -        -       -  1233 

For  ever  blessed  be  the  Lord      -       -       -  359 

For  ever  shall  my  song  record    ...  132 

Forgiveness! 'tis  a  joyful  sound          -       -  805 

Frequent  the  day  of  God  returning     -       -  1068 

From  ase  to  aae  exalt  his  name          -       -  380 

From  ail  that  dwuU  below  the  skies  -       -  523 


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From  deep  distress  and  troubled  thought  -  loS 

Brpm  heaven  the  sinning  angels  fell         -  1^1 

From  thee,  my  God,  my  joys  shall  rise      -  1)93 

From  whence  this  fear  and  unbelief          -  yoi) 

From  winter's  barren  clods        -       -       -  1217 


Give  glory  to  God,  ye  children  of  men   •  -  1114 

Give  me  the  wings  of  faith  to  rise      -  -  356 

Give  thanks  to  G"od  ;  he  reigns  above  -  473 

Give  thanks  to  God,  invoke^his  name  -  459 

Give  thanks  to  God,  most  high  -       -  -  461) 

Give  thanks  to  God,  the  sovereign  Lord  -  468 

Give  to  our  God  immortal  praise        .  .  77 

Give  to  the  Father  praise  -         -        -  -  70(5 

Give  to  the  Lord,  ye  sons  of  fame       -  -  586 

Glorious  things  of  thee  are  spoken     -  -  ir36 

Glory  to  God  on  high  -----  1105 

Glory  to  God  who  walks  the  sky        -  -  301 

Glory  to  God  the  Father's  name        -  -  693 

Glory  to  God  the  Trinity     -       -        -  -  695 

Glory  to  God  who  rei»ns  above  -        .  -  903 

Glory  to  th'  eternal  iCing     -       -        -  -  728 

Glory  to  thee,  my  God,  this  night       -  -  1214 

Go  forth,  ye  saints,  behold  your  King  -  1139 

Go,  missionaries,  and  proclaim  -       -  -  1 136 

Go,  preach  my  Gospel,  saith  the  Lord  -  114 

Go,  said  the  voice  of  heavenly  lov3  -  - '  1136 

Go,  teach  the  nations,  and  baptize     -  -  1172 

Go,  worship  at  Immanuel's  feet          -  -  _  266 

God  m  his  earthly  temple  lays  -        -  -  ■<  482 

God,  in  the  Gospel  of  his  Son     -        -  -  772 

God  is  a  name  my  soul  adores    -       -  -  741 

God  is  a  Spirit  just  and  wise       -       -  -  333 

God  is  the  refuge  of  his  saints     -       -  -  499 

God  moves  in  a  mysterious  way         -  -  752 

God,  my  supporter  and  my  hope        -  •  -  169 

God  of  eternal  love      -        -        -       -  -  465 

God  of  eternity,  from  thee    -       -        -  .  1262 

Godof  ray  childhood  and  my  youth    -  -  597 

God  of  my  life,  look  gently  down       -  -  6-:^ 

God  of  my  life,  to  thee  belong     -       -  -  1229 

God  of  my  mercy  and  my  praise        -  -  318 

Godof  the  mornin?,  at  whose  voice  -  -  671 

God  of  the  seas,  thy  thundering  voice  -  21 

God !  the  eternal,  awful  name  -       -  •  49 
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God,  who  in  various  methods  told       -  -  96 

God  with  us  !  O  glorious  name   -       -  -  892 

God  is  the  Lord,  the  heavenly  King  -  -  582 

Grace  !  'lis  a  charming  sound     -        -  -  &9 

Gracious  Lord,  incline^thine  ear        -  1014 

Great  Author  of  the  immortal  mind    -  -  742 

Great  Father  of  mankind    -        -        -  1124 

Great  former  of  this  various  frame      -  723 

Great  God  !  amid  the  darksome  night  -  917 

Great  God,  attend,  while  Sion  sings  -  .  435 

Great  God,  how  infinite  art  thou   "    -  -  6 

Great  God,  how  oft  did  Israel  prove   -  -  464 

Great  God,  indulge  my  humble  claim  -  439 

Great  God,  I  own^thy  sentence  iu3t    -  -  652 

Great  God,  my  Maker,  and  my'King  -  736 

Great  God,  now  condescend       -       -  -  1054 

Great  God  of  providence  !  thy  ways  -  754 

Great  God  of  wonders  :  all  thy  ways  -  803 

Great  God,  oppressed  with  grief  and  fear  -  1048 

Great  God,  the  heaven's  well-order'd  frame  100 

Great  God,  the  nations  of  the  earth   -  -  1138 

Great  God,  thy  glory  shall  employ     -  -  39 

Great  God,  thy  watchfid  care  we  bless  -  1057 

Great  God,  'tis  from  thy  sovereign  grace  -  823 

Great  God  !  to  thee  Tli  make     -        ■  -  949 

Great  God  !  to  thee  my  evening  song  -  1213 

Great  God  !  to  what  a  glorious  height  -  227 

Great  God,  we  in  thy  courts  appear  -  -  1170 

Great  God,  we  sing  that  mighty  hand  -  1228 

Great  God  !  what  hosts  of  angels  stand  -  1025 

Great  God,  where'er  we  pitch  our  tent  -  1051 

Great  God,  whose  universal  sway      -  -  513 

Great  is  the  Lord,  exalted  high          -  -  467 

Great  is  the  Lord  ;  his  works  of  might  -  37 

Great  is  the  Lord  our  God    -       -        -  -  484 

Great  King  of  glory  and  of  grace        -  -  150 

Great  Leader  of  thine  Israel's  host     -  -  10^ 

Great  Ruler  of  the  earth  and  skies     -  -  1249 

Great  Lord  of  all  thy  matchless  power  -  1254 

Great  Shepherd  of  thine  Israel  -        -  -  487 

Great  Spirit  of  immortal  love      -        -  -  974 

Great  was  the  day,  the  joy  was  great  -  279 

Guide  me,  0  thou  great  Jehovah        -  •  1^85 

Had  I  the  tongues  of  Greeks  and  Jews  -  319 

Had  not  the  Lord,  may  Israel  say      -  -  611 


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Hail !  mighty  Jesus,  how  divine        -  •  795 

Hail !  thou  once  despised  Jesus  ...  793 

Happy  beyond  description  he     -       -  -  945 

Happy  is  he  that  fears  the  Lord         -  -  309 

Happy  the  church,  thou  sacred  place  -  497 

Happy  the  city,  where  their  sons       -  •  605 

Happy  the  heart  where  graces  reign  -  310 

Happy  the  man  to  whom  his  God  "    -  -  160 

Happy  the  man  who  finds  the  grace  -  -  1009 

Happy  the  man  whose  cautious  feet  -  -  397 

Happy  the  man  whose  cautious  steps  -  979 

Hark"!  for  'tis  God's  own  son  that  calls  -  812 

Hark  !  from  the  tombs  a  doleful  sound  -  666 

Hark,  hark  !  the  notes  of  joy      -       -  -  1308 

Hark,  hark  !  the  gospel  trumpet  sounds  -  1309 

Hark,  ten  thousand  liarps  and  voices  -  13U 

Hark,  the  glad  sound,  the  Saviour  comes  -  852 

Hark,  the  herald  angels  sing      -       -  -  848 

Hark,  the  Redeemer  from  on  high     -  -  562 

Hark  !  the  voice  of  love  and  mercy    -  -  789 

Hark  !  'tis  our  heavenly  Leader's  voice  -  1046 

Hastenj  O  sinners,  to  be  wise     -        -  -  834 

He  comes,  he  comes  !  to  judge  the  world  -  1296 

He  dies  !  the  friend  of  sinners  dies,    -  -  248 

He  dies!  the  friend  of  sinners  dies     -  -  1192 

He  lives  !  the  great  Redeemer  lives  -  -  870 

He  reigns  ;  the  Lord  the  Saviour  reigns  -  677 

He  tha"t  hath  made  his  refuge  God      -  -  627 

Hear,  gracious  God,  my  humble  moan  -  1026 

Hear,  gracious  Sovereign  from  thy  throne  ^28 

Hear  me,  0  God,  nor  hide  thy  face    -  -  621 

Hear  what  the  Lord  in  vision  said      -  -  256 
Hear  what  the  voice  from  heaven  proclaims  653 

Heaven  has  confirm'd  the  great  decree  -  1283 

Help  and  salvation.  Lord,  I  crave     -  -  1014 

Help,  Lord,  for  men  of  virtue  fail       -  -  599 

Hence  from  my  soul,  sad  thoughts  begone  "300 

Here  at  thy  cross,  my  dying  God        -  -  192 

Here  at  thy  table,  Lord,  we  meet       -  -  1201 

Here,  Lord,  my  soul  convicted  stands  -  768 

High  as  the  heavens  above  the  ground  -  *    22 

High  in  the  heavens,  eternal  God      -  -  ■  75 

High  on  a  hill  of  dazzling  light  -       -  -  498 

Holy  and  reverend  is  the  name  -       -  -  735 

Holy,  holy,  holy  Lord          -       -       -  -  740 

Holy  wonder,  heavenly  grace     .       -  -  1065 

Honour  to  thee,  Almighty  Three       '•  •  701 


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Hosanna  to  king  David's  Son     -       ...  713 

Hosanna  to  our  conquering  King       -  -  716 

Hosanna  to  the  King 718 

Hosanna  to  the  Prince  of  grace  -       -  -  714 

Hosanna  to  the  Prince  of  "light  •       -  -  238 

Hosanna  to  the  royal  Son    ....  715 

Hosanna  to  the  Son 717 

Hosanna  with  a  cheerful  sound  -       -  .  576 
House  of  our  God,  with  ciieerful  anthems  ring  1251 

How  are  thy  glories  here  display'd    -  -  557 

How  are  thy  servants  bless' d,  O  Lord  -  /'54 

How  awful  is  tiiy  chastening  rod        -  -  470 

How  beauteous  are  their  feet      -        •  -  123 

How  can  I  sinlr  with  such  a  prop       -  -  355 

How  charming  is  the  place         -        .  .  1059 

How  condescending  and  how  kind   -  -  536 

How  did  my  heart  rejoice  to  hear       -  -  418 

How  did  the  powers  of  darkness  rige  -  1032 

How  fast  their  guilt  and  sorrows  rise  -  -  236 
How  firm  a  f  mndaiion,  ye  saints  of  the  Lord  816 

How  free  and  boundless  is  the  grace  -  -  1060 

How  full  of  anguish  is  the  thought     .  -  392 

How  gracious  and  hosv  wise        -    ■    .  .  12(in 

How  great;  how  solemn  is  the  work  -  -  1171 

How  great,  how  terrible  that  God       -  -  1283 

How  happy  are  we 780 

How  happy  is  the  pilgrim's  lot  -       -  •  1018 

How  hast  thou,  Lord,  from  year  to  year  -  1220 

How  heavy  is  the  night       -       -  -  180 

How  honourable  is  the  place      -  -  496 

How  is  our  natiu-e  spoiPd  by  sin        -  -  144 

How  keen  the  tempter's  malice  is     -  -  873 

How  long,  O  God,  lias  man  been  driven  -  1139 

How  long,  O  Lord,  shall  I  complain  -  •  376 

How  long  shall  death  the  tyrant  reign  -  1287 

How  long  shall  earth's  alluring  toys  -  -  1264 

How  long,  thou  faithful  God,  shall  I  -  1082 

How  long  will  thou  conceal  thy  face  -  374 

How  lovely,  how  divinely  sweet        -  -  1061 

How  many  years  has  man  been  driven  -  1139 

How  oft,  alas !  this  wretched  heart  -  804 

How  oft  have  sin  and  Satan  strove    -  -  135 

How  pleasant,  how  divinely  fair       -  -  424 

How  pleasant  'tis  to  see      -       -   ^    ■  -  417 

How  pleas'd  and  blest  was  I      -■.  -  -  419 

How  precious  is  the  book  divine  -  761 

How  rich  are  thy  provisions,  Lord       ^  ^  544 


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How  sad  our  state  by  nature  is   -       -  -  181 

How  shall  I  my  Saviour  set  forth        •  -  869 

How  shall  I  praise  th'  eternal  God    -  -  38 

How  shall  the  sons  of  men  appear     -  -  1095 

How  shall  the  young  secure  their  hearts  102 

How  short  and  hasty  is  our  life  -        -  -  642 

How  should  the  sons  of  Adam's  race  -  23 

How  soft  the  words  my  Saviour  speaks  -  1235 

How  strong  thine  arm  is,  mighty  God  -  275 

How  sweet  and  awful  is  the  place     -  -  345 

How  vain  are  all  things  here  below  -  •  347 

How  various  and  how  new          -       -  -  1265 

How  vast  the  blessing,  how  divine    -  -  10(K 

How  vast  the  treasure  we  possess      -  -  390 

How  wondrous  great,  how  glorious  bright  43 

Humble  souls,  who  seek  salvation     -  -  1163 

I  ask'd  the  Lord  that  I  might  grow    -  -  1039 

I  cannot  bear  thine  absence.  Lord     -  -  396 

I  come,  the  great  Redeemer  cries       -  -  911 

[  give  immortal  praise         .       •       -  .  708 

I  hate  the  tempter  and  his  charms     -  -  92 

I  hear  the  counsel  of  a  friend     -        -  -  839 

I  lift  my  banners,  saith  the  Lord       -  -  502 

I  lift  my  soul  to  God 346 

I  love  the  Lord,  he  heard  my  cries     •  -  632 

[  love  the  windows  of  thy  grace  -       .  -  434 

I  my  Ebenezer  raise    •"...-  1230 

I  send  the  joys  of  earth  away      ...  350 

I  set  the  Lord  before  my  face      -       .  -  237 

I  sing  my  Saviour's  wondrous  death  -  235 

I  waited  patient  for  the  Lord      -       -  -  386 

I  will  extol  thee,  Lord,  on  high         -  -  630 

I  would,  but  cannot  sing     -       -        -  -  1027 

If  duty  calls  and  suffering  too     ...  1011 

If  God  is  mine,  then  present  things  -  •  1005 

If  God  succeed,  not  all  the  cost  -       -  -  413 

If  God  to  build  the  house  deny   -       -  -  414 

If,  Lord,  in  thy  fair  book  of  life  -       •  -  1100 

Ifsecret  fraud  should  dwell        .        -  -  1001 

I'll  bless  the  Lord  from  day  to  day     -  -  509 

I'll  praise  my  Maker  with  my  breath  -  36 

I'll  speak  the  honour  of  my  King        -  -  515 

I'm  in  a  world  of  hopes  and  fears        •  -  933 

I'm  not  ashamed  to  own  my  Lord      -  -  339 

Immanuel,  sunk  with  dreadful  wo     -  -  853 


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In  all  my  vast  concerns  with  thee     - 

In  anger,  Lord,  rebuke  me  not    - 

Indulsent  God  !  to  thee  I  raise  • 

Infinite  excellence  is  thine 

Infinite  erief !  amazing  wo 

In  Gabri'el's  hand's  a  mighty  stone     - 

In  God's  o^vn  house  pronounce  his  praise 

In  Jordan's  tide  the  Baptist  stands     - 

In  Judah  God  of  old  was  known 

In  songs  of  sublime  adoration  and  praise 

In  sweet  exalted  strains 

In  the  floods  of  tribulation  - 

In  thee,  thou  all-sufficient  God 

In  thine  own  ways,  O  God  of  lov 

In  vain  ApoUos'  silver  tongue 

In  vain  the  giddy  world  inquires 

In  vain  the  wealthy  mortals  toil 

In  vain  we  lavish  out  our  lives  - 

In  what  confusion  earth  appears 

Into  thine  hand,  0  God  of  truth 

Is  Jesus  mine  !  I'm  now  prepared 

Is  there  ambition  in  my  heart     - 

Is  there,  in  heaven  or  earth,  who  can 

Is  this  the  kind  return         .       .       - 

Israel,  in  ancient  days         -       .       . 

It  is  the  Lord  enthroned  in  light 

It  is  the  Lord,  our  Saviour's  hand 

Jehovah,  Lord  of  power  and  might     - 

Jehovah  reigns :  he  dwells  in  light   - 

Jehovah  reigns,  his  throne  is  high 

Jehovah  speaks,  let  Israel  hear 

Jehovah  speaks,  seek  ye  my  face 

Jesus,  and  shall  it  ever  be  - 

Jesus  !  at  thy  command 

Jesus,  commission'd  from  above 

Jesus,  full  of  all  compassion 

Jesus,  how  precious  is  thy  nanje 

Jesus,  I  love  thy  charming  nanie 

Jesus,  I  sing  thy  matchless  grace 

Jesus,  immutably  the  same 

Jesus,  in  thee  our  eyes  behold 

Jesus  invites  his  saints 

Jesus  is  gone  above  the  skies 

Jesus  is  our  great  salvation 

Jesus,  let  thy  pitying  eye    - 

Jesus,  lover  of  my  soul 


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Jesus,  mighty  King  in  Sion 
Jesus,  my  All,  to  heaven  is  gone 
Jesus,  my  Lord,  how  rich  thy  grace 
Jesus,  my  love,  my  chief  delight 
Jesus,  my  Saviour,  and  my  God 
O  word  divinely  sweet    - 


Jesus,  our  Lord,  ascend  thy  throne 
Jesus,  our  Saviour,  and  our  God 
Jesus,  our  souls'  delightful  choice  | 
Jesus  shall  reign  where'er  the  sun  , 
Jesus,  since  thou  art  still  to-day 
Jesus,  th'  eternal  Son  of  God 
Jesus,  the  heavenly  Lover,  gave 
Jesus,  the  Lord,  our  souls  adore  - 
Jesus,  the  man  of  constant  grief 
Jesus,  the  spring  of  joys  divine  - 
Jesus,  thy  blessings  are  not  few 
Jesus,  thy  blood  and  righteousness 
Jesus,  we  bless  thy  Father's  name 
Jesus,  we  bow  before  thy  feet      - 
Jesus,  we  claim  thee  for  our  own 
Jesus,  we  hang  upon  the  word    - 
Jesus,  when  faith  with  fixed  eyes 
Jesus,  with  all  thy  saints  above 
Join  all  the  glorious  names 
Join  all  the  names  of  love  and  power 
Joy  to  the  world :  the  Lord  is  come  ,  - 
Judge  me,  O  Lord,  and  prove  my  ways 
Judges,  who  rule  the  world  by  laws  - 
Just  are  thy  ways,,  and  true  thy  word 

Keep  silence,  all  created  things 
Kind  are  the  words  that  Jesus  speaks 
Kind  is  the  speech  of  Christ  our  Lord 
Kindred  in  Christ,  for  his  dear  sake 
King  of  Salem,  bless  my  soul     - 

Laden  with  guilt,  and  full  of  fears 

Let  all  our  tongues  be  one  - 

Let  all  the  earth  their  voices  raise     - 

Let  all  the  heathen  writers  join 

Let  avarice  from  shore  to  shore 

Let  children  hear  the  mighty  deeds  - 

Lei  everlasting  glories  crown     - 

Let  every  creature  join 

Let  every  mortal  ear  attend 


1167 
919 

1151 
889 
8-24 

1193 
519 
214 
937 
514 
907 
77"3 
877 
885 
129 
914 
295 
80-2 
125 
550 
896 
924 

1195 
137 
270 
269 
221 
411 
619 
298 

727 
843 
565 
1232 
901 

98 

541 

1 

101 

763 

81 
116 

54 
195 


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Let  every  tongue  ihy  goodness  speak  -  32 

Let  God  ariseln  all  his  might     -       -  -  28 

Let  God  the  Father,  and  the  Son        -  -  702 

Let  God  the  Father  live      -       -       -  -  703 

Let  God,  the  Maker's  name       -        -  -  704 

Let  him  embrace  my  soul  and  prove  -  558 

Let  me  but  hear  my  Savicur  say        -  -  201 

Let  mortal  tongues  attempt  to  sing    -  -  504 

Let  ocean's  waves  tumultuous  rise     -  -  93.5 

Let  others  boast  how  strong  they  be  -  -  66 

Let  others  boast  their  ancient  line     -  -  809 

Let  party  names  no  more    -        .       -  .  973 

Let  Pharisees  of  high  esteem       -       -  -  316 

Let  sinners  take  their  course      -        .  .  410 

Let  Sion's  watchmen  all  awake        -  -  >128 

Let  the  old  heathens  tune  their  song  -  276 

Let  the  seventh  angel  sound  on  high  -  676 

Let  the  whole  raceof  creatures  lie    -  19 

Let  the  wild  leopards  of  the  wood      -  88 

Let  them  neglect  thy  glory,  Lord        -  -  139 

Let  those  wh'o  bear  the  Christian  name  332 

Let  us  adore  th'  eternal  word      -       -  •  537 

Let  Zion  in  her  King  rejoice        -       -  600 

Let  Zion  and  her  sons  rejoice      -        -  •  512 

Life  and  immortal  joys  are  given       -  -  2S5 

Life  is  the  time  to  serve  the  Lord        -  635 

Lift  up  your  eyes  to  th'  heavenly  i^SLlB  ?59 

Lift  up  your  joyful  eyes  and  see         -  -  1140 

Light  of  those  whose  dreary  dwtiliag  -  900 

Like  Israel,  Lord,  am  I        -                -  -  1016 

Like  sheep  we  went  astray         -        -  .  246 

Lo!  he  comes,  with  clouds  descending  -  1294 

Lo  !  he  coraeth,  countless  trum|>ets   -  -  1293 

Lo !  the  destroying  angel  flies    -        -  -  143 

Lo  !  the  young  tribes  of  Adam  rise     -  -  594 

Lo !  what  a  glorious  corner-stone        -  -  446 

Lo !  what  a  glorious  sight  appears      -  -  521 

Lo!  what  an  entertaining  sight          -  -  313 

Lo !  wisdom  stands  with^smiling  face  -  839 

Look  down,  0  Lord,  with  piiyins  eye  -  1069 

Look  from  on  high,  great  God  and  see  •  1079 

Look  up,  ye  sain'ts  !  "direct  your  eyes  -  746 

Long  as  I  live,  I'll  bless  thy  name     -  •  3 

Long  have  I  sat  beneath  the  sound    -  -  451 

Lord,  I  am  thine,  entirely  thine         -  -  1208 

Lord,  and  am  I  yet  alive     •              -  -  731 


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Lord,  at  thy  feet  we  sinners  lie  -       -  -  953 

Lord,  at  thy  table  I  behold          -        -  -  1200 

Lord,  at  thy  temple  we  appear  -       -  -  655 

Lord,  didst  thou,  but  not  lor  me  -       -  -  1005 

Lord,  dismiss  us  with  thy  blessing     -  -  1107 

Lord,  dosL  ihou  show  a  corner-stone  -  •  881 

Lord  God,  omnipotent,  to  bless    .        -  .  HOO 

Lord,  hast  thou  cast  the  nation  off     -  -  601 

Lord,  hast  thou  made  me  know  thy  ways  823 

Lord,  how  delightful  'tis  to  see  -        -  -  1069 

Lord,  how  divine  thy  comforts  are  -  543 

Lord,  how  large  thy  bounties  are        -  -  837 

Lord,  how  secure  and  bless'd  are  they  -  299 

Lord,  how  secure  my  conscience  was  -  110 

Lord,  how  shall  wretched  sinners  dare  -  1245 

Lord,  I  am  pain'd  ;  but  1  resign  -        -  -  1256 

Lord,  T  am  thine  ;  but  thou  wilt  prove  -  406 

Lord,  I  am  vile,  conceived  in  sin        -  -  84 

Lord,  I  am  vile,  what  shall  1  say        -  -1211 

Lord,  I  can  sufter  thy  rebukes    -        -  -  625 

Lord,  I  esteem  thy  judgments  right     -  -  104 

Lord,  I  have  made  thy  word  my  choice  -  105 

Lord,  I  will  bless  thee  all  my  days     -  -  508 

Lord,  I  would  spread  my  sore  distress  -  85 

Lord,  if  thine  eyes  survey  our  faults  -  -  595 

Lord,  if  thou  dost  not  soon  appear      -  -  "  600 

Lord,  if  thou  thy  grace  impart    -       .  •  955 

Lord,  in  the  morning  thou  shall  hear  -  435 

Lord  !  let  me  see  thy  beauteous  face  -  1017 

Lord,  must  I  die  ?  O,  let  me  die         -  -  1268 

Lord  of  hosts,  how  lovely  fair     -       -  -  1060 

Lord  of  the  worlds  above     -       -       .  -  427 

Lord,  shall  we  part  with  gold  for  dross  -  1119 

Lord !  shed  a  beam  of  heavenly  day  -  986 

Lord,  thou  hast  been  thy  children's  God  -  722 

Lord,  thou  hast  call'd  thy  grace  to  mind  -  382 

Lord,  thou  hast  heard  thy  servant's  cry  -  634 
Lord,  thou  hast  search'd  and  seen  me  through   10 

Lord,  thou  hast  seen  my  soul  sincere  -  337 

Lord,  thou  wilt  hear  me  when  I  pray  -  579 

Lord,  thou,  with  an  unerring  beam     -  -  726 

Lord,  thy  pervading  knowledge  strikes  -  746 

Lord,  'tis  a  pleasant  thing  to  stand    -  -  4^ 

Lord,  'tis  an  infinite  delight        -       -  -  1273 

lord, 'twas  a  lime  of  wondrous  love  -  934 

Lord,  we  adore  thy  bounteous  hand  -  -  552 


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Lord,  we  adore  thy  vast  design  -       -  -  71 

Lord,  we  are  blind,  we  mortals,  blind  -  4 

Lord,  we  come  before  thee  now         -  -  1081 

Lord,  we  confess  our  numerous  faults  -  1S8 

Lord,  we  have  heard  thy  works  of  old  -  488 

Lord,  what  a  feeble  piece    -       -       -  -  6^5 

Lord,  what  a  heaven  of  saving  grace  -  173 

Lord,  what  a  thoughtless  wretch  was  I  -  457 

Lord,  what  a  wretched  land  is  this    -  -  391 

Lord,  what  is  man,  poor,  feeble  man  -  -  •  640 

Lord,  what  was  man  when  made  at  first  -  95 

Lord,  when  I  count  thy  mercies  o'er  -  580 

Lord,  when  I  read  the  traitor's  doom  -  1298 

Lord,  when  my  thoughts  with  wonder  roll  278 

Lord,  when  our  raptured  thought  surveys  751 

Lord,  when  thou  didst  ascend  on  high  -  244 

Lord,  when  we  see  a  saint  of  thine     -  -  1271 

Lord,  with  a  grieved  and  aching  heart  -  954 

Loud  hallelujahs  to  the  Lord     ^-       -  -  53 

Loud  let  the  tuneful  trumpet  sound    -  -  776 

Maker  and  sovereign  Lord          -       -  -  262 

Man  has  a  soul  of  vast  desires    -        -  -  455 

May  the  grace  of  Christ,  our  Saviour  -  1110 

Meekly  in  Jordan's  holy  stream         -  -  527 

Mercy  and  judgment  are  my  song     -  -  616 

Methinks  the  last  great  day  is  come  -  1289 

Mighty  God,  while"angels  bless  thee  -  850 

Mine  eyes  and  my  desire    -       -        -  -  372 

Mistaken  souls!  that  dream  of  heaven  -  280 

'Mong  all  the  priests  of  Jewish  race  -  -  909 

Mortals  awake,  with  angels  join        -  -  847 

Must  all  the  charms  of  nature  then   -  -  591 

Must  friends  and  kindred  drop  and  die  -  663 

BIy  brethren,  from  my  heart  beloved  •  1134 

BIy  Captain  sounds  th'  alarm  of  war  -  1021 

My  dear  Redeemer,  and  my  Lord      -  -  226 

My  drowsy  powers,  why  sleep  ye  so  -  -  370 

Bly  God,  accept  my  early  vows          -  -  575 

My  God  !  assist  me  while  I  raise       -  -  921 

My  God,  consider  my  distress     -       -  -  378 

My  God !  how  cheerful  is  the  sound  -  844 

My  God,  how  endless  is  thy  love        -  -  574 

My  God,  how  many  are  my  fears       -  -  294 

My  God,  in  whom  are  all  the  springs  -  79 

My  God,  my  everlasting  hope     -       -  -  596 
My  God,  my  King,  thy  various  praise 


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My  God,  my  life,  my  love  •       -       -  -  171 

My  God,  my  portion,  and  my  love     -  -  170 

My  God,  permit  me  not  to  be      -       -  -  408 

My  God,  permit  my  tongue        ...  440 

My  God,  the  covenant  o1f  thy  love      -  -  785 

My  God,  the  spring  of  all  my  joys      -  -  393 

My  God,  the  steps  of  pious  men         -  -  401 

My  God  !  thy  boundless  love  we  praise  1015 

My  God,  what  endless  pleasures  dwell  311 

My  God,  what  inward  grief  I  feel       -  336 

My  God,  what  silken  cords  are  thine.  -  934 

My  grace  so  weak,  my  sin  so  strong  -  933 

My  gracious  Redeemer  I  love     -       -  -  971 

My  grateful  ton°;ue,  immortal  King    -  -  744 

My  heart,  how  dreadful  hard  it  is      -  -  371 

My  heart  rejoices  in  tliy  name    •       -  -  366 

My  never-ceasing  song  shall  show     -  -  34 

My  refuge  is  the  God  of  love       -       -  -  !  404 

My  righteous  Judge,  my  gracious  God  -  368 

My  rising  soul,  with  strong  desires     -  -  815 

My  Saviour  and  my  King   -       -       -  •  481 

My  Saviour,  let  me  hear  thy  voice     -  -  807 

My  Saviour,  my  almighty  Friend       -  -  154 

My  Shepherd  is  the  Uving  Lord         -  -  166 

My  Shepherd  will  supply  ray  need   -  -  167 

My  sorrows,  like  a  flood      -        ...  806 

My  soul,  come  meditate  the  day        -  -  665 

My  soul  forsakes  her  vain  delight      -  -  349 

My  soul,  how  lovely  is  the  place       -  -  426 

My  soul  lies  cleaving  to  the  dust        -  -  377 

My  soul,  repeat  his  praise           -       -  -  30 

My  soul,  thy  great  Creator  praise      -  -  80 

My  soul,  with  joy  attend     -       -       -  -  821 

My  spirit  looks  to  God  alone      -        -  -  338 

My  spirit  sinks  within  me,  Lord        -  -  292 

My  thoughts  on  awful  subjects  roll    -  -  661 

My  thoughts  surmount  these  lower  skies  -  288 

My  thoughts,  that  often  mount  the  skies  -  1268 

My  times  of  sorrow  and  of  joy     -       -  -  994 

My  trust  is  in  my  heavenly  Friend    •  -  361 

My  waken'd  soul,  extend  thy  wings  -  1288 

Naked  as  from  the  earth  we  came     -  -  331 

Nature,  with  all  her  powers  shall  sing  -  604 

Nature,  with  open  volume  stands      -  •  642 


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No,  I  shall  envy  ihem  no  more 

No,  I'll  repine  at  death  no  more 

No  more,  dear  Saviour,  will  I  boast    - 

No  more,  my  God,  I  boast  no  more     - 

No  sleep  nor  slumber  to  his  eyes 

No  strength  of  nature  can  suiBce 

Nor  eye  has  seen,  nor  ear  hath  heard 

Not  all  the  bWod  of  beasts 

Not  all  the  nobles  of  the  earth    - 

Not  all  lae  outward  forms  on  earth    - 

Not  by  the  laws  of  innocence 

Not  by  the  laws  of       -        -        -       - 

Not  ditferent  food,  or  different  dress  - 

Not  from  the  dust  affliction  grows 

Not  the  malicious  or  profane 

Not  to  condemn  the  sons  of  men 

Not  to  our  names,  thou  only  just  and  true 

Not  to  ourselves,  who  are  but  dust 

Not  to  the  terrors  of  the  Lord 

Not  unto  us,  but  thee  alone 

Not  with  our  mortal  eyes     -       -       - 

Now  be  my  heart  inspired  to  sing 

Now  be  the  God  of  Israel  bless'd 

Now  begin  the  heavenly  theme 

Now  by'the  bowels  of  my  God    - 

Now  far  above  the  starry  skies  - 

Now  for  a  tune  of  lofty  praise     - 

Now  from  the  altar  of  cur  hearts 

Now  from  the  roaring  lion's  rase 

Now  have  our  hearts  embraced  our  God 

Now  I'm  convinced  the  Lord  is  kind 

Now  in  the  galleries  of  his  grace 

Now  in  the  heat  of  youthful  blood 

Now  let  a  spacious  world  arise  - 

Now  let  a  true  ambition  rise 

Now  let  our  cheerful  eyes  survey 

Now  let  our  drooping  hearts  revive 

Now  let  our  faith  grow  strong  and  rise 

Now  let  our  hearts  conspire  to  raise 

Now  let  our  lips  with  holy  fear  - 

Now  let  our  mournful  son'ss  record 

Now  let  our  pains  be  all  forgot 

Now  let  our  souls,  on  wings  sublime 

Now  let  our  voices  join     "  - 

Now  let  the  Father  and  the  Son 

Now  let  the  feeble  all  be  strong 


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Now  let  the  Lord,  my  Saviour,  smile  -  388 

Now  let  us  raise  our  cheerful  strains  -  865 

Now,  Lord,  the  heavenly  seed  is  sown  -  1090 

Now  may  the  God  of  peace  and  love  -  1108 

Now  may  the  God  of  power  and  grace  -  602 

Now  plead  my  cause,  almighty  God  -  491 

Now  Satan  comes  wiih  dreadful  roar  -  93 

Now  shall  my  inward  joys  arise         -  -  495 

Now  to  the  great  and  sacred  Three   -  -  707 

Now  to  the  Lord  a  noble  song     -        -  -  213 

Now  to  the  Lord,  that  makes  us  know  -  146 

Now  to  the  power  of  God  supreme     -  -  190 

Now,  while  the  gospel  net  is  cast      -  -  1084 

O  all  ye  nations,  praise  the  Lord        -  -  522 

O  bless  the  Lord,  my  soul    -       -       -  -  26 

O  blessed  souls  are  they      -        ...  150 

O  for  a  closer  walk  with  God     -       -  -  816 

O  for  an  overcoming  faith  ...  -  651 

O  for  a  shout  of  sacred  joy  -       -        -  -  243 

O  for  a  ssveet,  inspiring  ray        .       -  -  1305 

O  God,  my  refuge,  hear  my  cries       -  -  369 

O  God,  my  sun,,  thy  blissful  rays        -  -  919 

O  God  of  grace  and  righteousness      -  -  3S1 

O  God  of  love  !  with  cheering  ray     -  -  1269 

OGod  of  mercy  !  hear  my  call  -       -  -  323 

O  God  of  Zion  !  from  thy  throne         -  -  1145 

O  God,  to  whom  revenge  belongs       -  -  403 

O  happy  man,  whose  soul  is  filf'd      -  -  415 

O  happy  nation,  where  the  Lord        -  -  15 

O  happy  soul !  that  lives  on  high       -  -  354 

O  liow  1  love  thy  holy  law  •        -       -  -  103 

O  if  my  soul  was  form'd  for  wo   •       -  .  326 

O  Lord,  how  many  are  my  foes  -        -  -  573 

O  Lord,  I  would  delight  in  thee  -       -  -  9i56 

O  Lord !  my  best  desires  fulfil    -       .  -  995 

O  Lord,  my  God  !  whose  sovereign  love  -  786 

O  Lord  of  mercy,  my  sure  hope  -       -  -  1312 

O  Lord,  our  heavenly  King         .       -  -  20 

O  Lord,  our  Lord,  how  wondrous  great  -  250 

O  my  distrustful  heart         -       -       -  -  782 

O  my  soul,  what  means  this  sadness  -  -  1036 

O  that  I  knew  the  secret  place  -       -  -  817 

O  that  the  Lord  indeed        ...  -  1099 

O  that  the  Lord  would  guide  my  ways  -  178 

O  that  thy  statutes  every  hour    -       -  -  351 

O  the  almighty  Lord 12 

O  thou  that  hear 'st  the  prayers  of  faith  -  1310 


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O  the  delights,  the  heavenly  joys       -  -  692 

O  the  immense,  ih'  amazing  height  -  1221 

O  thou,  before  whose  gracious  throne  -  1131 

O  thou  that  hast  redemption  wrought  -  1045 

O  thou  that  hear'st  when  sinners  cry  -  3S3 

O  thou  who  didst  thy  glory  leave       -  -  792 

O  thou  whose  grace  and  justice  reign  -  329 

O  thou  whose  Justice  reigns  on  high  -  -  365 

O  'tis  a  lovely  thing  to  see         ...  320 

O  what  a  stili" rebellious  house    -       -  -  461 

O,  what  stupendous  mercy  shines      -  -  9G4 

O  ye  immortal  throng          ...  g^ 

O  Zion,  afflicted  with  wave  upon  wave  -  1145 

O  Zion,  praise  the  migluy  God  -        -  -  584 

O'er  the  gloomy  hills  "of  darkness      -  -  1146 

Of  all  the  joys  we  mortals  know        -  -  %7 

Of  justice  and  of  grace  I  sing              -  -  412 

Oft  have  I  turn'dlmy  eye  within        -  -  1029 

Often  I  seek  my  Lord  by  night  ...  563 

Once,  as  the  Saviour  pa'ss'd~along      -  -  796 

Once  more,  my  soul,  the  risins  day    -  -  572 

On  Jordan's  stormy  banks  I  stand      -  -  1302 

On  Sion,  his  most  holy  mount     -        -  -  774 

On  us  oppress'd  beneath  thy  stroke   -  -  1248 

On  what  has  now  been  sown      -        .  -  1091 
On  wings  of  faith.mount  up,  my  soul,  and  rise  1303 

Our  days,  alas  !  our  mortal  days         -  -  638 

Our  Father,  whose  eternal  sway         -  -  1076 

Our  God  ascends  his  lofty  throne       -  -  ]  126 

Our  God,  how  firm  his  promise  stands  -  134 

Our  God,  our  help  in  aires  past   -       -  -  644 

Our  heavenly  Father  calls  -       .        -  -  814 

Our  rulers,  Lord,  with  sonsrs  of  praise  -  618 

Our  Lord  is  risen  from  thelJead          -  -  863 

Our  Saviour  alone,  the  Lord,  let  us  bless  -  1101 

Our  Saviour  bow'd  beneath  the  wave  -  532 

Our  sins,  alas  !  how  strong  they  be    -  •  687 

Our  souls  shall  magnify  the  Lord       -  -  218 

Our  spirits  join  t'  adore  the  Lamb      -  -  554 

Out  of  the  deeps  of  long  distress        -  -  157 

Patience !  0  what  a  grace  divine       -  -  931 

Peace!  'tis  the  Lord  Jfehovah's  hand  -  1281 

Permit  me,  Lord,  to  seek  thy  face      -  -  1313 

Plunged  in  a  gulf  of  dark  despair       -  -  277 

Poor,  weak,  and  wonhless  though  I  am  -  883 

Praise,  everlasting  praise  be  paid      -^  -  210 

Praise  God,  from  whom  all  blessing  flow  1113 


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Praise  the  Saviour,  all  ye  nations-      -       -  1150 

Praise  to  our  Shepherd's  gracious  name     -  819 

Pi-aise  to  the  Lord  of  bouridless  might        -  961 

Praise  to  the  Lord,  who  bows  his  ear         -  1250 

Praise  to  thy  name,  eternal  God,        -        -  1040 

Praise  waits  in  Zion,  Lord,  for  thee    -       -  431 

Praise  ye  the  Lord,  exalt  his  name    -       -  494 

Praise  ye  the  Lord,  my  heart  shall  join     -  35 

Praise  ye  the  Lord ;  'tis  good  to  raise         -  76 

Prepare  me,  gracious  God    -        -       .       -  1279 

Preserve  me,  Lord,  in  time  of  need    -        -  109 

Proclaim,  saith  Christ,  my  wondrous  grace  1187 

Prostrate,  dear  Jesus  !  at  thy  feet        -       -  989 

Proud  Babylon  yet  waits  her  doom    -       -  1136 

Questions. and  doubts  be  heard  no  more    -  115 

Raise  thee,  my  soul,  fly  up  and  run   -       -  690 

Raise,  thoughtless  sinner,  raise  thine  eye  767 

Raise  your  triumphant  songs       ...  225 

Rejoice!  the  Lord  is  King  "-       ...  867 

Rejoice,  the  Saviour  reigns         ...  1140 

Rejoice,  ye  righteous  in  the  Lord        -        -  61 

Religion  is  the  chief  concern      .       -       -  1002 

Remember,  Lord,  our  mortal  state      -       -  671 

Repent !  the  voice  celestial  cries       -       -  985 

Return,  my  roving  heart,  return         -       -  1047 

Return,  O  God  of  love,  return     -       -       -  394 

Rise,  my  soul !  and  stretch  thy  wings        -  1019 

Rise,  rise,  my  soul,  and  leave  the  ground  5 

Rock  of  ages,  shelter  me     ...       -  913 

Saints,  at  your  heavenly  Father's  word     -  '  330 

Salvation  is  forever  nigh    -       -       -        -  191 

Salvation !  O  melodious  sound    -       -       -  831 

Salvation!  O  the  joyful  sound    -       -       -  187 

Salvation,  through  our  dying  God      -        -  827 

Save  me,  0  God,  the  swellins  floods  -       -  231 

Save  me  O  Lord,  from  every" foe        -       -  363 

Saviour  divine  !  we  know  thy  name         -  912 

Savioiu:  of  men,  and  Lord  of  love      -       -  851 

Saviour,  thy  law  we  love    -      •  -       -       -  528 

Saviour,  visit  ihy  plantation      ...  1145 

Say,  should  we  search  the  globe  around    -  1252 

Say,  who  is  she  that  looks  abroad      -       -  1121 

Searcher  of  hearts !  before  thy  face  -       -  986 

See  Felix,  clothed  with  pomp  and  power  [  1098 


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See,  srracions  God,  before  ihy  throne  -  1243 

See,  now  rude  winter's  icy  hand         -  -  1225 

See  how  the  little  toiling  ant      -       -  -  1223 

See  how  the  mounting  sua          ...  1212 

See  how  the  willin?  converts  trace   -  -  1168 

See  Israel's  gentle  Shepherd  stand    -  -  1055 

See,  Lord,  t'ry  willing  subjects  bow   -  -  857 

See  what  a  1'  ving  stone       -        .        -  -  445 

See,  where  the  great  incarnate  God  -  -  680 

Self-deslroy'd,  for  help  I  pray     -       -  -  1097 

Shall  atheists  dare  insult  the  cross    ;-  -  119 

Shall  Jesus  descend  from  the  skies    -  -  791 

Shall  the  vile  race  of  flesh  and  blood  -  647 

Shall  we  eo  on  to  sin 352 

Shall  wisdom  cry  aloud  -    .       -        .  -  197 

Shepherd  of  Israel,  bend  thine  ear     -  -  1127 

Shepherd  of  Israel,  thou  dost  keep     -  -  1129 

Shepherds  !  rojoice  :  lift  up  your  eyes  -  216 

Shine,  mighty  "God,  on  this  our  land  -  606 

Should  bounteous  nature  kindly  pour  -  977 

Shout,  for  the  blessed  Jesus  reigns      -  -  1147 

Shout  to  the  Lord,  and  let  our  joys     -  -  612 

Show  pity,  Lord,  O  Lonl,  forgive         -  -  345 

Since  Jesus  freely  did  appear     -        -  -'  1231 

Sinful,  and  blind,  and  poor         -        -  -  1087 

Sin  has  a  thousand  treacherous  arts  -  -  90 

Sin  like  a  venomous  disease       -        -  -  91 

Sing,  all  ye  nations,  to  the  Lord        -  -  13 

Sing  to  the  Lord  above        ....  1149 

Sing  to  the  Lord  aloud        ....  460 

Sing  to  the  Lord  Jehovah's  name       -  -  448 

Sing  to  the  Lord,  that  built  the  skies  .  646 

Sing  to  the  Lord,  ye  distant  lands      -  .  222 

Sing  to  the  Lord;  ye  heavenly  hosts  .  587 

Sinner,  O  why  so  thoughtless  grown  -  1299 

Sinners,  the  voice  of  God  regard         -  -  834 

Sinners,  you  are  now  address'd           -  -  833 

Sitting  around  our  Father's  board       -  -  555 

So  did'the  Hebrew  prophet  raise        -  -  281 

So  fair  a  face  bedew 'd  with  tears       .  .  1202 

So  let  our  lips  and  lives  express         -  -  174 

So  new-born  babes  desire  the  breast  -  165 

Sonss  of  immortal  praise  belong         -  -  58 

Sons  we  are  through  God's  election   -  .  783 

Soon  as  I  heard  my  Father  say  .        -  -  430 

Sovereign  of  all  the  worlds  on  high    •  -  810 


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Sovereign  of  life,  I  own  thy  hand 
Sovereign  Ruler  of  the  skies 
Sprinkled  with  reconciling  blood 
Stand  up,  my  soul,  shake  otf  thy  fears 
Stay,  thou  insulted  Spirit,  stay   - 
Stern  winter  throws  his  icy  chain 
Stoop  down,  my  thoughts  that  used  to  rise 
Strait  is  the  way,  the  door  is  strait     - 
Stretch'd  on  the  cross,  the  Saviour  dies 
Sure  there's  a  righteous  God 
Sweet  is  the  memory  of  thy  grace 
Sweet  is  the  work,  my  God,  my  King 
Sweet  was  the  time  when  first  I  felt 

Teach  me  the  measure  of  my  days     - 
Temptations,  trials,  doubts,  and  fears 
Terrible  God  that  reign'st  on  high     ■ 
That  awful  day  will  surely  come 
That  God  who  made  the  worlds  on  high 
That  man  is  blest  who  stands  in  awe 
Th'  Ahnighty  reigns  exalted  high 
The  Bible  is  justly  esteem 'd 
The  blessed  Spirit,  like  tlie  wind 
The  deluge  at  th'  Almishty's  call 
The  earth  for  ever  is  the  Lord's 
The  fabric  of  nature  is  fair 
The  fountain  of  Christ 
The  glories  of  my  maker,  God    • 
The  God  Jehovah  reigns     • 
The  God  of  Aixam  praise    - 
The  God  of  glory  senJs  his  summons  forth 
The  God  of  love  will  sure  indulge 
The  God  of  mercy  be  adored 
The  God  of  our  salvation  hears  - 
The  ereat  Redeemer  we  adore    - 
The  heavens  declare  thy  glory,  Lord 
The  holy  eunuch,  when  baptized 
The  house  now  to  be  builded  to  the  Lord 
The  icy  chains  that  bound  the  earth 
The  joyful  morn,  my  God,  is  come     - 
The  King  of  glory  send-s  his  Son 
The  King  of  heaven  his  lable^spreads 
The  Kin^  of  saints,  how  fair  his  face 
The  lands  that  long  in  darkness  lay 
The  law  by  Moees  came     - 
The  law  comnaands,  and  makes  us  know 
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The  Lord  appears  my  helper  now     - 

The  Lord  declares  his  will 

The  Lord  descending  from  above 

The  Lord,  how  wondrous  are  his  ways 

The  Lord  is  come,  ihe  heavens  proclaim 

The  Lord  Jehovah  reigns    ... 

The  Lord  Jehovah  reigns,   . 

The  Lord  my  Shepherd  is  . 

The  Lord  oC^lory  is  my  light 

The  Lord  of  glory  reigns,  ihe  reigns  on  hig 

The  Lord  on^high  proclaims       "I        .      " 

The  Lord  on  mortal  worms  looks  down 

The  Lord,  the  Judge,  before  his  throne 

The  Lord,  the  Judge,  his  churches  warns 

The  Lord,  the  sovereign  King    . 

The  Lord,  the  Sovereign,  sends  his  summ 

The  Lord  who  rules  the  world's  affairs 

The  Lord  will  happiness  divine 

The  love  of  the  Spirit  I  sing 

The  majesty  of  Solomon      ... 

The  man  is  ever  blest         -       -       . 

The  memory  c.f  our  dying  Lord   - 

The  mighty  frame  of  glorious  grace  - 

The  mighty  God  will  not  despTse 

The  moment  a  sinner  believes  - 

The  peace  which  God  alone  reveals 

The  praise  of  Sion  waits  for  thee 

The  promise  of  my  Father's  love 

The  righteous  Lord,  supremely  great 
The  Saviour  calls,  let  every  ear 
The  spring,  creat  God,  at  tliy  command 
The  true  5iessiah  now  appears  - 
The  voice  of  my  beloved  sounds 
The  wonders,  Lord,  thy  love  has  wrought 
The  wandering  star,  and  fleeting  wind 
The  wondering  nations  have  beheld 
The  wondering  world  inquires  to  know 
Thee,  Father !  we  bless      .       .       - 
Thee  we  adore.  Eternal  Name  - 
Thee  we  adore,  Eternal  Word*  - 
Thee  will  I  love,  O  Lord,  my  strength 
There  is  a  fountain  fiU'd  with  blood  - 
There  is  a  house  not  made  with  hands 
There  is  aland  of  pure  delisht  - 
There  is  no  path  to  heavenly  bliss    • 


367 

112 

122 

31 

217 

9 

41 

168 

429 

8 

201 

1141 

681 

334 

48 

Ls683 

1152 

993 

924 

228 

398 

547 

247 

991 

940 

1109 

432 

535 

956 
838 
1219 
261 
561 
141, 
1029 
1122 
567| 
825 
643 
&47 
385 
887 
659, 
656 
920 


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There  was  an  hour  when  Christ  rejoiced  -  128 

There's  joy  in  heaven,  and  joy  on  earth  -  1156 
These  glorious  minds,  how  bnglit  they  shine  669 

Thine  earthly  Sabbaths,  Lord,"we  love  -  1070 

Think,  mighty  God,  on  feeble  man    -  -  672 

This  God  is  the  God  we  adore    -       •  •  1103 

This  is  the  day  the  Lord  haih  made  •  •  444 

This  is  the  word  of  truth  and  love      -  -  121 

This  spacious  earth  is  all  the  Lord's  -  242 

Thou  art  my  por'.ion,  O  rpy  God         -  -  335 

Thou  art,  O  God  !  a  spirit  pure  -       -  -  721 

Thou  dear  Redeemer,  dying  Lamb    -  -  1104 

Thou  God  of  glorious  majesty     -        •  -  1267 

Thou  God  of  love,  thou  ever  blest      •  .  364 

Thou  Lord,  my  safety,  thou  my  light  •  1062 

Thou  only  centre  of  my  rest              -  •  1255 

Thou  only  Sovereign  of  my  heart       -  -  1158 

Thou  very  paschal  Lamb    .       -       •  •  898 

Thou  whom  my  soul  admires  above   -  -  559 

Thrice  happy  man  who  fears  the  Lord  -  308 

Thrice  happy  souls  who  born  from  heaven  944 

Through  all  the  changing  scenes  of  life  -  1003 

Through  all  the  various  shifting  scene  -  752 

Through  every  age,  eternal  God         -  -  648 

Thus  Agur  breathed  his  warm  desire  -  980 

Thus  far  my  God  hath  led  me  on       -  -  1(M2 

Thus  far  the  Lord  has  led  me  on        -  -  577 

Thus  I  resolved  before  the  Lord         -  -  321 

Thus  it  became  the  Prince  of  grace  -  -  1162 

Thus  saith  the  first,  the  sreat  command  -  106 

Thus  saith  the  High  and' Lofty  One  -  •  205 

Thus  saith  the  Lord,  the  spacious  fields  -  108 

Thus  saith  the  Lord,  your  work  is  vain  •  140 

Thus  saith  the  Ruler  of  the  skies      -  -  "  251 

Thus  saith  the  wisdom  of  the  Lord     -  -  198 

Thus  the  eternal  Father  spake  -       •  -  517 

Thus  the  great  Lord  of  earth  and  sea  -  518 

Thus  was  the  great  Redeemer  plunged  -  1166 

Thus  we  commemorate  the  day  -     "  -  .  1194 

Thy  favours.  Lord,  surprise  our  souls  -  423 

Thy  life  I  read,  my  dearest  Lord        -  -  1274 

Thy  mercies  fill  the  earth,  O  Lord     -  -  304 

Thy  mercy,  my  God,  the  theme  of  my  song  733 

Thy  name,  almighty  Lord  -       -       -  •  63# 


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Thy  names,  how  infinite  they  be 

Tliy  presence,  everlasting  God 

Thy  presence,  gracious  God,  atford 

Thy  sire,  and  her  who  brought  thee  forth 

Thy  way,  O  God  !  is  in  the^sea  - 

Thy  ways,  0  Lord  !  with  wise  desi, 

Thy  works  of  glory,  mighty  Lord 

Time,  what  an  empty  vapour  'tis 

'Tis  a  point  I  long  to  know 

'Tis  by  the  faith  of  joys  lo  come 

'Tis  by  thy  strength  the  mountains  stand 

'Tis  finish'd  !  so  the  Saviour  cried 

'Tis  finish'd,  'tis  done  !  the  Spirit  is  fled 

'Tis  from  the  treasures  of  his  word 

'Tis  my  happiness  below    - 

'Tis  not  the  law  often  commands 

'Tis  religion  that  can  give  - 

To  Christ,  the  Lord,  lei.  every  tongue 

To  distant  lands  thy  gospel  send  " 

To  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost 

To  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Spirit 

To  God  I  cried,  with  mournful  voice 

To  God  I  made  ray  sorrows  knovvn 

To  God  my  Saviour,  and  my  King 

To  God  the  Father,  God  the  Son 

To  God  the  Father's  throne 

To  God,  the  great,  the  ever  blest 

To  God  the  only  wise 

To  God,  the  universal  King 

To  heaven  I  lift  my  waiting  eyes 

To  him  that  chose  us  first  "- 

To  him  who  on  the  fatal  tree 

To  Jesus,  our  exalted  Lord 

To  our  almiehty  Maker,  God     - 

To  our  eternal  God 

To  our  Redeemer's  glorious  name 

To  praise  the  ever-bounteous  Lord 

To  the  eternal  Three 

To  thee,  before  the  dawning  light 

To  thee,  let  my  first  offering  rise 

To  thee,  most  holy,  and  most  high 

To  thee,  who  reign'st  supreme  above 

To  thine  almighfy  arm  we  owe  - 

'Twas  by  an  order  from  the  Lord 

'Twas  for  thy  sake,  eternal  God 

Twas  from  thy  hand,  my  Grod,  I  came 


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'Twas  in  the  watches  of  the  night 
*Twa3  on  that  dark,  that  doleful  night 


581 
533 


Vain  are  the  hopes  that  rebels  place 
Vain  are  the  hopes  the  sons  of  men 
Vain  man,  on  foolish  pleasures  bent 

Unclean!  unclean!  and  full  of  sia 
Unite,  my  roving  thoughts  unite 
Unshaken  as  the  sacred  hill 
Unto  thine  altar,  Lord 
Up  from  my  youtii,  may  Israel  say 
Up  to  tlie  fields  where  angels  lie 
Up  to  the  hills  I  lift  mine'eyea  - 
Up  to  the  Lord  that  reigns  on  high 
Upward  I  lift  mine  eyes 

Wait,  O  my  soul,  thy  Maker's  will 
We  are  a  garden  wall'd  around 
We  bless  the  eternal  Source  of  light 
We  bless  the  Lord,  the  just,  the  good 
We  bless  the  prophet  of  the  Lord" 
We  love  thee.  Lord,  and  we  adore 
"We  sing  the  amazing  deeds 
We  sing  the  glories  of  thy  love  - 
Welcome,  sw-^eet  day  of  rest 
Well,  the  Redeemer's  2one 
What  are  possessions,  fame,  and  power 
What  different  powers  of  grace  and  sin 
What  equal  honours  shall  we  bring 
What  happy  men,  or  angels  these 
What  hath  God  wrought,  might  Israel  say 
What  heavenly  man,"or  lovely  God 
What  is  jur  God,  or  what  his  name 
What  jarring  natures  dwell  within 
What  means  these  jealousies  and  fears  - 
What  mighty  man,  or  mishty  God 
What  scenes  of  horror  anH  of  dread 
What  shall  I  render  to  my  God 

What  shall  the  dying 
What  strange  perplexities  arise 
What  vain  desires,  and  passions  vain 
What  various  hinderances  we  meet 
What  wisdom,  majesty,  and  grace 


143 
122 
463 


xxxviii     TABLE  OF  FffiST  LINES. 

Whate'er  lo  ihee,  our  Lord,  belongs  - 
When  Abram,  full  of  sacred  awe 
When  Abraham's  servant  lo  procure 
Wiien  any  turn  from  Zion's  way 
When  at  a  distance,  Lord,  we  trace  - 
When  blooming  youth  is  snatch'd  away 
When  by  the  tempter's  wiles  betray'd 
When  Christ  to  judgment  shall  descend 
VVTien  darkness  long  has  veil'd  my  mind 
\Vhen  death  appears  before  my  sight 
When  first  the  God  of  boundless  grace 
When  God  is  nigh,  my  faith  is  strong 
When  God,  prov"olied  with  daring  crimes 
When  God  restored  our  captive  state 
When  God  reveal'd  his  gracious  name 
When  I  can  read  my  tiile  clear 
When  I  survey  the  wondrous  cross     - 
When  I  the  holy  grave  survey    - 
When  I  with  pleasing  wonder  stand  - 
When  in  the  light  of  faith  divine 
When  Israel,  freed  from  Pharaoh's  hand 
When  Israel  sins,  the  Lord  reproves 
When  Israel  through  the  desert  pass'd 
When  Israel':,  grieving  tribes  complain'd 
When  Jesus  dwelt  in  mortal  clay 
WTien  Jesus  for  his  people  died 
When  man  grows  bold  in  sin 
When,  O  dear  Jesus,  when  shall  I     - 
When  overwhelm'd  with  grief  - 
When  pain  and  anguish  seize  me,  Lord 
When  Paul  was  parted  from  his  friends 
When  shall  thy  lovely  face  be  seen 
When  sins  and  fears  prevailing  rise 
When  some  kind  shepherd  from  his  fold 
When  strangers  stand  and  hear  me  tell 

When  the  Eternal       -       .       -       . 
When  the  first  parents  of  our  race     - 
When  the  sreat  Builder  arch'd  the  skies 
When  the  great  Judse,  supreoie  and  just 
When  thou",  my  righteous  Judge,  shalt  cor 
When  we  are  raised  from  deep  distress 
Whence  do  our  mournful  thoughts  arise 
Where  are  the  mourners,  saith  the  Lord 
Where  is  my  God  ?  does  he  retire 


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Where  shall  the  man  be  found  -       -  -  303 

Where  shall  we  go  lo  seek  and  find  -  -  478 

Where  shall  we  sinners  hide  our  heads  -  818 

Where  two  or  three  wilh  sweet  accord  -  1077 

Where'er  the  blustering  north  wind  blows  1138 

Wherewith,  O  Lord,  shall  I  draw  near  -  801 

While  carnal  men,  with  all  their  might  -  1011 

While  I  keep  silence,  and  conceal    -  -  161 

While  men  grow  bold  in  wicked  ways  -  44 

While  my  Redeemer's  near       -       -  -  915 

While  o'er  our  guilty  land,  O  Ix)rd    -  -  1246 

While  on  the  verge  of  life  I  stand      -  >-  1272 

While  sinners,  who  presume  to  bear  -  1093 

Who  can  describe  the  joys  that  rise  -  -  328 

Who  has  believed  thy  word        -        -  -  245 

Who  is  the  trembling  sinner,  who     -  -  1094 

Who  is  this  fair  one  in  distress  -       -  570 

Who  shall  ascend  thy  heavenly  place  475 

Who  shall  condemn  to  endless  flames  -  781 

Who  shall  inhabit  in  thy  hill    -        -  -  474 

Who  shall  the  Lord's  elect  condemn  -  289 

Who  will  arise  and  plead  my  right    -  -  362 

Why  did  the  Jews  proclaim  their  rage  -  241 

Why  did  the  nations  join  to  slay      ''-  -  .  263 

Why  do  the  proud  insult  the  poor       -  -  668 

Why  do  the  wealthy  wicked  boast     -  -  305 

Why  do  we  mourn  departing  friends  -  662 

Why  does  your  face,  ye  hum~ble  souls  -  163 

Why  doth  the  Lord  stand  oft' so  far    -  -  593 

Why  doth  the  man  of  riches  grow      -  -  669 

Why  flow  these  torrents  of  distress     -  -  1280 

Why  has  my  God  my  soul  forsook       -  -  233 

"V\Tiy  is  my  heart  so  far  from  thee      -  -  375 

Why,  O  my  soul,  why  weepest  thou  -  -  992 

Why  should  a  living  man  complain  -  1030 

Why  should  I  vex  my  soul,  and  fret  -  -  402 

Why  should  our  morning  thoughts  delight  12S6 

Why  should  the  children  of  a  King    -  -  343 

Why  should  this  earth  delight  us  so  -  -  453 

Why  should  w^e  start  and  fear  to  die  -  -  657 

Why  sinks  my  weak,  desponding  mind    -  951 

Will  God  for  ever  cast  us  off      -       -  »  439 

With  all  my  powers  of  heart  and  tongue  -  134 

With  cheerful  voice  I  sing         ...  268 

Witheamest  longings  of  the  mind    -  -  291 


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With  heavenly  power,  O  Lord,  defend      -  1133 

With  holy  fear  and  humble  song       -       -  685 

With  himible  heart  and  tongue  -       -       -  1239 

With  joy  we  meditate  the  grace          -       •  206 

With  melting  heart  and  weeping  eyes      -  1012 

With  my  whole  heart  I'll  raise  my  song   -  G/'S 

With  my  whole  heart,  I've  sought  thy  face  290 

With  reverence  let  the  saints  appear        -  421 

With  songs  and  honours  sounding  loud     -  585 

With  tears  of  anguish  I  lament          -        -  757" 

With  thee,  great'God,  the  stores  of  light  -  1210 

Would  you  behold  the  works  of  God          -  69 

Ye  angels  round  the  throne        -       .       .  705 

Ye  dymg  sons  of  men          ....  836 

Ye  glittering  toys  of  earth,  adieu        -       -  905 

Ye  hearts  wMth  youthful  vigoiu:  warm       -  1236 

Ye  holy  souls  in  God  rejoice        -       -       -  62 

Ye  humble  saints  proclaim  abroad    -       -  737 

Ye  humble  souls  approach  your  God         -  730 

Ye  hmnble  souls  complain  no  more  -       -  952 

Ye  humble  souls  rejoice      -       -        .       -  978 

Ye  humble  souls  that  seek  the  Lord  -       -  662 

Ye  islands  of  the  northern  sea    -       -       -  223 

Ye  little  flock  whom  Jesus  feeds        -       -  845 

Ye  messengers  of  Christ      .       .        -       -  1133 

Ye  mourning  saints,  whose  streaming  tears  1276 

Ye  nations  of  the  earth,  rejoice  -        -        -  59 

Ye  prisoners  of  hope,  o"erwhelm'd  with  grief  916 

\e  saints  of  every  rank,  with  joy       -       -  1102 

Ye  scarlet  colouf'd  sinners  come        -       -  839 

Ye  servants  of  ih' almighty  King       -       -  18 

Ye  servants  of  the  Lord       -       .       -       -  1013 

Ye  servants  of  your  God,  his  fame      -       -  725 

\esonsof  Adam,  vain  and  young      -       -  593 

Ye  sons  of  men,  a  feeble  race     -       -       -  628 

Ye  sons  of  men  with  jov  record          -        •  748 

Ye  sons  of  pride  that  hate  the  just     -       -  670 

le  that  delight  to  serve  the  Lord       .       -  17 

Ye  that  obey  th'  immortal  King         -       -  420 

Ye  that  pass  by,  behold  the  man       -       -  S54 

Ye  trembling  souls  !  dismiss  your  fears     -  1006 

16  tribes  of  Adam,  join       •       ...  52 

Ye  virgin  souls,  arise  -       .       •       -        .  .263 

Ye  worlds  of-light,  that  roll  so  near   -    •*  «  STS 


TABLE  OF  FIRST  LINES.  xli 

Ye  wretched,  hungry,  starving  poor  -  -  1191 

Yes,  I  would  love  thee,  blessed  God  -  -  965 

Yes,  mighty  Jesus  !  thou  shall  reign  -  1140 

Yes !  the  Redeemer  rose     -       -        -  .  853 

Yes,  there  are  joys  that  cannot  die    -  -  1154 

Yet,  saith  the  Lord,  if  David's  race    -  -  133 

Yonder— amazing  sight !— I  see         -  -  856 

Your  harps,  ye  trembling  saints         -  -  942 

Zion  rejoice,  and  Judah  sing      -       -  -  603 


A  TABLE  OF  THE  PSALMS. 


Number 

Number 

1 

CM. 

400 

^ 

IP. 

CM. 

233 

S.M. 

39S 

2  P. 

CM. 

254 

L.M. 

397 

L.  M. 

255 

2 

S.>L 

262 

23 

L.  M. 

166 

C.  M 

263 

C.  M. 

167 

L.M. 

241 

S.  >L 

168 

3 

CM 

294 

24 

C.  M. 

476 

L.M. 

573 

L.  M. 

242 

4 

L.  M. 

3SI 

■25 

IP. 

S. -\L 

346 

CM. 

579 

2  P. 

S.  M. 

303 

6 

CM. 

435 

3  P. 

S..>L 

372 

6 

CM. 

626 

26 

L.  M. 

411 

L.AL 

625 

27 

IP. 

C  M. 

429 

7 

CM. 

361 

2  P. 

C  M. 

430 

8 

S.M. 

20 

29 

L.  M. 

5?o 

CRL 

250 

30 

IP. 

L.M. 

630 

IP. 

L.  >I. 

5S3 

2  P. 

L.  M. 

€29 

2  P. 

L.  M. 

95 

31 

1  P. 

CM. 

631 

9    IP. 

CM. 

679 

2  P. 

C  M. 

366 

2  P. 

C  M. 

_74 

32 

S.  M. 

159 

10 

CM. 

CM. 

m 

U 

L.M. 

4C4 

1  P. 

L.  M. 

m 

12 

L.  M. 

600 

2  P. 

L..U 

161 

C  M. 

599 

33 

1  P. 

CM. 

61 

13 

L.  M. 

376 

2  P. 

CM. 

14 

CM. 

374 

IP. 

L.  P.  M. 

62 

U     IP. 

C.>L 

87 

2  P. 

L.  P.  M. 

15 

2  P. 

CM. 

492 

34 

IP. 

L.  >L 

508 

15 

CM. 

474 

2  P. 

L.M. 

5a9 

L.  .M. 

475 

IP. 

CM. 

509 

16     IP. 

L.  M. 

109 

2  P. 

C.  M. 

590 

2  P. 

L..U 

236 

35 

IP. 

CM. 

491 

3  P. 

L.M. 

673 

2  P. 

C  M. 

317 

P- 

CM. 

363 

36 

L.M. 

75 

2  P. 

CM. 

237 

C^L 

44 

r 

S.M. 

405 

S.  ^L 

45 

L.M. 

406 

37 

IP. 

CM. 

402 

18    IP. 

L.M, 

3S5 

2  P. 

C>L 

305 

2  P. 

I*M. 

337 

3  P. 

CM. 

4i>l 

3  P. 

L.M. 

29S 

33 

C  M. 

379 

IP. 

CM 

609 

1  P. 

CM. 

321 

2  P. 

-   CM. 

610 

2  P. 

CM. 

641 

19    IP. 

S.JL 

436 

3  P. 

CM. 

622 

2  P. 

S.M. 

437 

40 

IP. 

CM. 

386 

L.M. 

99 

2  P. 

CM. 

140 

L.P.M. 

100 

L.  M. 

HI 

» 

L.M. 

602 

41 

L.M. 

306 

<U 

C.AL 

61S 

42 

IP. 

CM. 

291 

L.iL 

253 

2  P. 

L.>L 

xiii 

292 

A  TABLE  OF  THE  PSALMS.       xliii 


50  IP. 
2P, 
3P, 
3  P. 


63     IP. 

2  P. 


63  IP 
2  P. 
IP. 

2  P. 

3  P. 
66     IP. 

2  P. 
67 
63     IP. 

2  P. 

3  P. 
69    IP. 

2  P. 

3  P. 
IP. 
iP. 

71  IP. 
2  P. 
3P 


CM. 

S.M. 
CM. 
L.M. 
LM. 
L.M. 
L.  M. 
CM. 
S.  M. 
S.M. 
CM. 
CM. 
L.M. 
-CM 
CM. 
CM. 
L.  M. 
lO's. 
ID'S  fell's. 
L.  M. 
L.M. 
L.M. 
C  M. 
C  M. 
CM. 
CM. 
S.  M. 
CM. 
L.  M. 
L.  P.  M. 
CM. 
S.  M. 
L.  M. 
CM. 
C  M. 
L.M. 
S.  M. 
L.M. 
L.  M. 
CM. 
CM. 
CM 
CM. 
CM. 
CM. 
L.  iM. 
L.M. 
L.  M. 
CM. 
C\L 
CM. 
L.  M. 
L.M. 
CM. 
CM. 
CM. 


Number 
488 
4S1 
515 
516 
480 
499 
500 
243 
4S4 
485 


Number 

72 

IP. 

L.M,             613 

2  P. 

L. M.             614 

73 

IP. 

C  M.               73 

2  P. 

C  M.              169 
L.  M.              457 
S.  M.                72 

74 

C  M.             489 

75 

L.  M.              617 

76 

C  M.              614 

77 

IP. 

C  M.              293 

2  P. 

C. M.              470 

78 

IP. 

C  M.                81 

2  P. 

C  M.              461 

3  P. 

C.  M.              462 

4  P. 

L.  :d.             4&4 

80 

L.  M.              287 

81 

S.  M.              460 

82 

L.  M.              &0 

83 

S.  M.              490 

84 

IP. 

L.AL              424 

2  P. 

L.  M.              425 
C  M.              426 

H. 

M.or6-s&8-s.    427 

85 

IP. 

L.  M.              382 

2  P. 

L.  M.              191 

86 

C  M.                50 

87 

L.  AL              4S2 

89 

IP. 

L.  M.              132 

1  P. 

CM                34 

2  P. 

C  NL              421 

3  P. 

CM.              113 

4  P. 

C  M.              256 

5  P. 

C  M.              133 

6  P. 

L.  M.              671 

Last  Part  L.  P.M.         672 

90 

L.  M.              648 

IP. 

C  M.              644 

2  P. 

C.  M.              595 

3  P. 

C  M.              394 
S.M.              643 

91 

IP. 

L.  M.              627 

1  P. 

c  M.         ess 

92 

IP. 

L.  M.              442 

2  P. 

L.  M.              483 

93 

L.  M.                 7 

lO's  &  ll's.              8 

S. 

P.  M.  or  6.  8.  S.        9 

94 

IP. 

C  M.              408 

2  P. 

CM.              SS 

95 

CM.             448 
S.  ^L             449 
L.M.              450 

96 

CM.             222 
L.P.M.                 1 

97 

IP. 

L.  M.              677 

2  P. 

L.  M,             217 

xliv        A  TABLE  OF  THE  PSALMS. 


Number 

Number 

97  3  P. 

L.M. 

185 

119 

4  P. 

CM. 

102 

CM. 

223 

5  P. 

CM. 

103 

9S  IP. 

CM. 

124 

6  P. 

CAL 

104 

2  P. 

CM. 

221 

7  P. 

CM. 

101 

99  IP. 

S.M, 

257 

SP. 

CM. 

105 

2  P. 

S.  M. 

447 

9  P. 

CM. 

304 

ICO  IP. 

L.>L 

59 

10  P. 

CM. 

208 

2  P. 

L.M. 

60 

IIP. 

CM. 

173 

101 

L.  M. 

616 

12  P. 

CM. 

378 

CM. 

412 

13  P. 

CM. 

290 

102  IP. 

CM. 

621 

14  P. 

CM. 

623 

2  P. 

CM. 

512 

15  P. 

CM. 

351 

3  P. 

L.M. 

649 

16  P. 

CM. 

377 

103  1  P. 

L,M. 

25 

17  P. 

L.RL 

360 

2  P. 

LM. 

31 

LastP 

.      L.M. 

624 

IP. 

S.  M. 

26 

120 

CM. 

364 

2  P. 

S.M. 

30 

121 

L.M. 

63 

3  P. 

S.M. 

4S 

C^L 

64 

104 

L.  M. 

H) 

H. 

JI.  or  &s  k  S'a. 

65 

105 

C.  M. 

459 

m 

CM. 

418 

106  IP. 

L.  M. 

511 

S. 

P.  M.  or  6. 6. 8. 

419 

2  P. 

S.M. 

465 

123 

CM. 

329 

107  IP. 

L.M. 

473 

124 

L.M. 

611 

2  P. 

L.M. 

3*0 

125 

CM. 

182 

3  P. 

L.  M. 

463 

.     S.  M.  1 

183 

4  P. 

L.  M. 

126 

L.M. 

507 

5  P. 

CM. 

70 

CM. 

506 

Last  P.    L.  M. 

607 

127 

L.M. 

413 

109 

CM. 

318 

c^Li 

414 

110  1  P. 

L.  M. 

517 

123 

CM. 

41t> 

2  P. 

L.M. 

518 

129 

CM. 

466 

C  M. 

519 

130 

CM. 

137 

Ill    IP. 

C  M. 

53 

L.M. 

158 

2  P. 

CM. 

37 

131 

CM. 

297 

112 

L.  P.  AL 

307 

132 

L.M. 

478 

L.M. 

308 

CM. 

47T 

C  M. 

309 

133 

CAL 

313 

113 

L.  P.  M. 

17 

S.M. 

416 

L.M. 

IS 

S.  P.  M.  or  &  6.  8. 

417 

114 

L.M. 

471 

134 

CM. 

420 

115 

L.  M. 

46 

135 

IP. 

L.M. 

494 

)0"s. 

613 

2  P. 

L.  M. 

467 

116  IP. 

C  M. 

632 

C  M. 

47 

2  P. 

CM. 

433 

136 

C  M. 

463 

117 

CM. 

5^2 

H. 

hL  or  6-5  &  8's 

469 

L.M. 

523 

L.M. 

77 

S.M. 

524 

138 

L.M. 

184 

118  IP. 

CM. 

367 

IP. 

L.M. 

10 

2  P. 

CM. 

634 

2  P. 

L.M. 

56 

3  P. 

C  M. 

479 

3  P. 

L.  M. 

336    . 

4  P. 

CM. 

444 

IP. 

CM. 

11 

S.  M. 

445 

2  P. 

CM. 

57 

L.M. 

446 

3  P. 

CM, 

5S0 

119  1  P. 

CM, 

399 

141 

L.  M. 

575   . 

2  P. 

CM. 

409 

142 

C  M. 

33 

3?. 

CM. 

143 

L.AL 

368   1 

A  TABLE  OF  THE  PSALMS. 


Kumber 

144  IP.         CM.  359 

2  P.         C.  U.  640 

3  P.         L.  M.  605 

145  L.  M.  2 

1  P.         C.  M.  3 

2  P.         C.  M.  24 

3  P.         C.  M.  32 

146  L.  M.  35 
L.  P.  M.  36 

147  IP.        L.  M.  76 
8P.        L.M.  584 


Number 

147                C.  M.  5S5 

143        H.  >L  or  6-8  &  S's.  52 

LM.  63 

S.M.  64 

149  C.  M.  407 

150  CM.  452 


1  C.  M.  70? 

2  L.  P.  ^L  707 

3  H.M.or6'«&8'».    711 


A  TABLE  OF  THE  HYIVINS. 


This  Table  ^ves  the  numerical  Order  of  the  former  Editiora, 
ind  !he  correspondins  numbers  in  this  Arrangement. 
Thus  in  the  First  Booit,  1 ....  273 ;  that  is, 
1  Hvmn  is  number  273  of  the  Arrangement ; 
2 . .'. .  212,  second  ditto,  is  212  of  ditto. 


BOOKL 


1 

273 

31  2  p.  » 

2 

212 

32 

3 

215 

33 

.  4  1  P. 

* 

216 

34  1P.» 

4  2  P. 

* 

115 

34  2P.  » 

5 

331 

35  1  P.  • 

6 

652 

35  2  P.* 

7 

195 

36    * 

8 

496 

37  1  P. * 

9 

200 

37  2  P.  * 

10 

123 

38  IP.  * 

11 

12S 

33  2  P.* 

12 

129 

39 

13 

264 

40 

14 

2S9 

41 

13 

201 

42 

16 

715 

43  1P.» 

17 

651 

43  2  P.* 

18 

653 

44  1  P.  » 

19 

655 

44  2  P.  » 

20 

156 

45 

21 

521 

46  1P.» 

22  IP. 

* 

214 

46  2  P.  » 

22  2  P. 

* 

177 

47    * 

23  IP. 

* 

660 

43 

23  2  P. 

• 

591 

49 

24 

667 

50 

23 

274 

51 

26 

239 

52 

27 

65S 

53 

23 

501 

54 

29 

502 

55 

30 

603 

56 

Slip 

• 

189 

37 

Number 

354 

58 

202 

59 

119 

60 

120 

61 

295 

62 

2S4 

63     i 

332 

61 

£20 

65 

247 

66 

WO 

67 

144 

63     . 

107 

69 

4% 

70 

68S 

71 

72 

29 

73 

234 

74 

390 

75 

248 

76 

636 

77 

78 

194 

79 

637 

SO 

663 

81 

357 

^ 

275 

83 

520 

84 

1S6 

83 

525 

86 

96 

87 

125 

633 

89 

503 

90     ! 

S2 

91 

Ntmiber 
504 
503 
218 
146 
271 
272 
164 
676 
558 
359 
560 
561 
562 
663 
564 
565 
566 
567 
668 
569 
670 
571 
6T7 
574 
647 
67 


•  The  asterisk  points  out  the  Supplementary  Hymns  i«  this 
edition,  with  which  tha  vacancies  in  Dr.  Watts's  FIRST  8ook 
have  been  filled  up. 

xlvi 


A  TABLE  OF  THE  HYMNS.       xlvii 


Number 

Number 

197 

112 

2S1 

132 

19S 

113 

527 

133 

152 

114 

528 

134 

147 

115 

110 

135 

127 

116 

106 

136 

179 

117 

126 

137 

180 

118 

117 

133 

148 

119 

118 

139    f. 

283 

120 

2S0 

140 

32S 

121 

529 

141 

122 

526 

142 

,     339 

123 

322 

143 

176 

m 

S3 

144 

C86 

1-25 

206 

145 

352 

126 

315 

146 

199 

127 

196 

147 

312 

123 

114 

148 

156 

129 

330 

149 

659 

130 

314 

150 

188 

131 

296 

Number 

Number 

604 

29 

137 

57 

661 

30 

302 

58 

662 

31 

657 

59 

192 

38 

642 

60 

278 

33 

690 

61 

572 

34 

341 

62 

578 

35 

139 

63 

576 

36 

258 

64 

327 

37 

259 

65 

349 

38 

310 

66 

350 

39 

638 

67 

261 

40 

134 

63 

646 

41 

348 

69 

441 

42 

311 

70 

172 

43 

249 

71 

173 

44 

72 

5 

45 

423 

73 

498 

46 

27 

74 

66 

47 

213 

75 

375 

48 

347 

76 

276 

49 

654 

77 

16 

50 

388 

73 

344 

51 

211 

79 

89 

52 

650 

SO 

370 

53 

391 

81 

4 

54 

393 

82 

49 

55 

643 

83 

664 

56 

456 

84 

xlviii       A  TABLE  OF  THE  HYIMNS. 


Number 

Number 

Nui 

163 

114    .     235 

143 

6S7 

115 

22 

144 

43 

116 

355 

145 

■  IS7 

117 

396 

146 

TI6 

lis 

142 

147 

181 

119 

98 

14S 

.     692 

120 

112 

149 

612 

121 

111 

150 

171 

122 

40S 

151 

170 

123 

423 

152 

3S4 

124 

472 

153 

130 

125 

2« 

154 

131 

126 

122 

155 

371 

127 

53J 

156 

19 

128 

M 

157 

392 

129 

287 

158 

454 

130 

149 

159 

675 

131 

116 

160 

224 

132 

265 

161 

225 

133 

342 

i<a 

325 

134 

530 

163 

326 

135 

219 

164 

67S 

136 

220 

165 

422 

137 

240 

166 

71 

133 

121 

167 

674 

139 

K6 

168 

60S 

140 

356 

169 

921 

141 

532 

170 

m 

142 

282 

BOOK  ni. 

Number 

.  Number 

Nui 

533 

18 

550 

32 

534 

19 

551 

33 

535 

20 

552 

34 

536 

21 

553 

35 

537 

22 

554 

36 

533 

23 

555 

37 

539 

24 

556 

38 

640 

25 

657 

39 

541 

40 

542 
543 

Do3X)losit3. 

41 

544 

26     .     694 

Boiannat. 

545 

27 

69S 

546 

23 

703 

42 

547 

29 

695 

43 

548 

30 

699- 

44 

649 

31 

704 

45 

DR.  WATTS' 
PSALMS  AND  HYMNS 


1. 


PERFECTIONS  OF  GOD. 

PSALM  96.    L.  P.  M.      46th  Psalni. 

The  God  of  the  Gent  ilea. 

LET  all  the  earth  their  voices  raise 
To  sing  Uie  choicest  psalm  of  praisei 
To  sine  and  bless  Jehovah's  name  ; 
His  glory  let  the  heathen  know. 
His  wondere  to  the  nations  show. 
And  all  his  sa\'ing  works  proclaim. 
C  The  heathen  know  thy  glory,  Lord  ; 
The  wondering  nations  read  thy  word, 
But  here  Jehovah's  name  is  known : 
Our  worship  shall  no  more  he  paid 
To  gods  which  mortal  hands  have  noade 
Our  Maker  is  our  God  alone. 

3  He  fram'd  the  globe,  he  built  the  sky, 
He  made  the  shinnig  worlds  on  high, 

And  reigns  complete  in  glory  there ; 
His  beams  are  majesty  and  light ; 
Hjs  beauties  how  divinely  bright! 

His  temple  how  divinely  fair ! 

4  Come  the  great  day,  the  glorious  hour, 

'     When  earth  shall  feel  his  saving  power, 
And  barbarous  nations  fear  his  name ; 

Then  shall  the  race  of  man  confess 

The  beauty  of  liis  holiness. 
And  in  his  couita  his  grace  proclaim. 

PSALM  145.    L.  M.  Truro. 

The  Greatness  of  God. 

MY  God,  my  King,  thy  various  praise 
Shall  fill  the  remnant  of  my  days  ; 
Thy  grace  employ  my  humble  tongue 
TiD  death  and  glorj'  raise  the  song. 
2 


I 


PERFECTIONS 
£  The  winps  of  evory  hour  shall  bear 
Some  f  hanktUl  tribute  to  thine  ear ; 
And  every  settinp  sun  sh:iil  see 
New  works  of  duty  done  lor  thee. 

3  Thy  tnith  and  justice  Ml  prociHim  : 
Thy  bounty  flows,  an  endl.gs  •treani. 
Thy  mercy  swift,  tiiine  anper  *low, 
But  dreadlul  to  the  stubttom  toe. 

5  i  Thy  works  with  Btivcreisn  glory  shine, 
Andsix-ak  thy  niajj-sty  divine  : 

/     Let  ever>-  n-alm  with  joy  proclaim 
The  sound  and  honour  of  thy  name. 


5  Let  distant  tijn»  s  .ii;.: 
Tbelonpsur  ■ 
And  unborn  : 
The  joy  and 

i.ations  raise 
•  -ai*e; 
■   ng 
•onguc. 

6  But  who  car.  ^ 
Thy  grentni'^- 
Vast  and  uii- 
Vast  and  immortal  i>- 

:rou8  deeds  1 
-    's  exceed*  • 
uayg! 
iiiy  praise! 

3. 


PSALM  UTy.    1st  Part.    C.  M.        Duinieft 
The  Grcatne  ?  of  God. 

LONG  as  I  live  I'li  bless  thy  name. 
My  Kiiie,  my  Gud  nf  love  ; 
My  work  and  joy  shall  be  the  »aroe 
In  the  bright  world  above. 

2  Great  is  the  Lord,  hi^  power  unknown. 
9         And  let  his  praasc  1»  preat : 

I      I'll  sing  the  honours  of  thy  throne. 
Thy  works  of  grace  repeaL 

3  Thy  grace  sh:;"  •  ■■     '  ■ — ^t  my  toncuet 
/         And  whilt  ; 

The  men  th  .  -  d  soof 

Shall  join  !  .■»:cc. 

4  Fathers  to  sons  siiiili  Uarh  thy  name. 

And  children  learn  thy  wavs  ; 

Ages  to  come  thy  tmth  procliiim, 

And  nations  sound  thy  praise. 

5  Thy  glorious  deeds  of  ancient  date 

Shall  through  the  world  be  kno«-n  ; 
Thine  arm  nf  p.iwer.  thy  heavenly  •ta!r 
With  public  splendour  shown. 


6  The  world  is  manag'd  by  thy 

Thy  saints  are  ruTd  by  love ; 

And  tliiiie  eternal  kingdom  standi, 

Tbougb  rocks  and  hills  remore. 


OF  GOD. 
4^  HYMN  «.     B.  z  L  M.  Dunstaii. 

(Ijd  I'lrLrlb'.e. 
ORD,  we  are  b.'ind.  «»..  niortda  blind, 


L'^ 


V,: 


'lit  abode 


;r"/''  ."toGo<l. 

S  Infitiitc  ^jj^. 

The  sum  Kl.ri.'tl'rti^-ij/ul^jie. 
w  hero  iiiiihrr  win«s  n<n  souN  can  fiv, 
N,.r  .m^,.!.  rlj.,,!,  -h  •  tnr.l,.,,  i|,rone.  " 
'   '       '      '  '  -  seat 


ve; 


5^  HYMN  17.     R  2.  CM.        Chrutmu. 


;v-- 


And  r.)iis.>  u:  ,^^^j 


To  1. 


Uud. 


*^."^^"  "Were  spread, 

OrA.lQM,  M',:,,!   nran^-t-lsmade. 
rJi.-  .Maker  liv'd  alone. 


H"  hoiirwlles*  j-wirs  can  ne'er  decrease 
Bat  nil  1  majnt.iin  f heir  prime ; 

EtrrnUy'.^  hxf  dvyellinj  place, 
And  ^jvr  IS  lii<i  lime. 

4  While  l.kn  ....  • niinut«flow. 

The  ;  •  [,^[  ' 

AnJ  -  .viiste. 

5  The  sea  aii.l  sky  m.mt  perish  too. 

And  vast  destruction  come  1 
The  cream  res-look,  bow  old  ther  ctow 
And  wait  tbe.r  fiery  doom  f       ^  ^    ' 

6  Well,  let  the  8oa  shrink  all  awav. 

ym^  fK*.*'    ''■«  ■"  endlew  day, 
when  th-  old  creation  dies. 

God  »  eternal  DyminUm. 
Q.REAT  God,  how  infinite  art  thou ! 
^'^  What  wortblea  worma  are  we  1 


PERFECTIONS 

Let  the  whole  race  of  creatures  bow 
And  pay  their  prajae  to  thee. 

2  Thy  throne  eternal  ages  stood, 

Ere  seas  or  stars  were  made  ; 
Thou  art  the  ever-linng  God 
Were  all  the  nations  dead. 

3  Nature  and  time  quite  naked  lie 

To  thine  immense  survey, 

From  the  formation  of  the  sky 

To  the  ?Teat  burning  day. 

4  Eternity  with  all  its  years 

Stands  oresent  in  thy  \iew  ; 
To  thee  there's  nothing  old  appears, 
Great  God,  there's  notlung  new. 

5  Our  lives  through  various  scenes  are  drawn, 
»         And  vex'd  with  trifling  cares  : 

While  tliine  eternal  thoughts  move  on 
Thine  undisti\rb"d  affairs. 
f^  PSALM  93.    L.  M.  Newcouit. 

•  •  The  Eternal  and  Sovereign  God. 

JEHOVAH  reigns  :  he  dwells  in  light, 
Girded  with  majesty  and  might : 
The  world  created  by  liis  hands 
Still  on  its  first  foundation  stands. 

2  But  ere  this  spacious  world  was  made, 
Or  had  its  first  foundation  laid, 

Thy  throne  eternal  ages  stood, 
Thyself  the  ever-li\-ing  God. 

3  Like  floods  the  angry  nations  rise, 
And  aim  their  rage  against  the  skies  ; 
Vain  floods  that  aim  their  rage  so  high  I 
At  thy  rebuke  the  billows  die. 

4  For  ever  shall  thy  throne  endure  ; 
Thy  promise  stands  for  ever  sure ; 
Aiid  everlasting  holiness 
Becomes  the  dwellings  of  thy  grace. 

g,  PSALM  93.    lO'sandll's.  Landaffi 

THE  Lord  of  glory  reigns,  he  reiens  on  liigh : 
His  robes  of  state  are  strength  and  majesty  : 
This  wide  creation  rose  at  his  command, 
Built  by  his  word,  and  stablish-d  by  his  hand  : 
8     Long  stood  his  throne  ere  he  began  creation. 
And  his  ovm  Godhead  is  the  firm  foundation. 
2  God  is  th'  eternal  King :  Thy  foes  in  vain 
Raise  their  rebellion  to  confound  thy  reign : 
In  vain  the  storms,  in  vam  the  floods  arise. 
And  roar  and  toss  their  waves  against  the  skio.a : 
Foaming  at  heaven,  they  rage  wth  wild  commotion 
But  heaven's  high  arches  scorn  the  svrellir  g  oceuo. 


OF  GOD. 
ye  tempests,  rage  no  more  ;  ve  floods,  be  still  ; 
And  the  mad  world  submissive  to  iiis  will ; 
Built  on  lu8  truth  his  church  must  ever  stand  ; 
Firm  are  his  promises,  and  strong  his  hand  ! 
See  Iiis  own  sons,  when  ihey  appear  before  him. 
Bow  at  his  Ibotstool,  and  with  lear  adore  him. 

P3ALM  93.    S.  P.  M.  or  6.6.8.       Dal8ton.> 

THE  Lord  Jehovah  reifns, 
And  royal  stale  maintains. 
His  head  with  awful  glories  crown'd  ; 
Arrayed  in  robes  of  light. 
Be^'irt  with  sovereign  might, 
And  rays  of  majesty  around. 

2  Upheld  by  thy  commands, 
The  world  securely  stands  ; 

And  skies  and  star.s  obey  thy  word : 

Thy  throne  was  fi.x'd  on  high 

Beloro  the  starrj  ^ky  ; 
Eternal  is  thy  kingdom.  Lord. 

3  In  vain  the  noisy  crowd, 

I        Like  billows  fierce  and  loud, 

Agamst  ».hine  empire  rage  and  roar; 
In  vain,  with  angry  spite, 
The  surly  nations  fight. 
And  dash  like  waves  against  the  shore. 

4  Let  floods  and  nations  r^ge, 
And  all  their  powers  engage. 

Let  swelling  tides  assault  tiie  sky, 
The  terrors  of  thy  frown 
Shall  beat  their  madness  down  : 
Thy  throne  for  ever  stands  on  high. 
6     Thy  promises  are  true, 
Thy  grace  is  ever  new ; 
f     There  fbc'd  thy  church  shall  ne'er  remoTe : 
Thy  saints  with  holy  tear 
Shall  in  thy  courts  appear, 
And  sing  thine  everlasting  love. 
PSALM  139.  1st  Part.  L.  M.         Blendon. 
The  All-seeing  God. 

LORD,  thou  hast  search'd  and  seen  me  through  ; 
^  Thine  eye  commands  with  piercing  view 

My  rising  and  my  resting  hours, 
My  heart  and  flesh  with  all  their  powers. 

2  My  thoughts,  before  they  are  my  o^vn, 
Are  to  my  God  distinctly  known  ; 

Ho  knows  the  words  I  mean  to  speak 
Ere  from  my  op'ning  lips  ihey  break. 

3  Withm  thy  circling  power  I  stand  ; 
On  every  side  I  find  thy  hand : 


10 


PERFECTIONS 

Awake,  asleep  at  home,  abroad. 
I  am  surrounded  still  with  God. 

4  Amazing  knowledge,  vast  and  great* 
What  large  i-xtent !  what  lofty  height  I 
My  soul,  with  all  the  powers  1  botust. 
Is  in  the  bouiidlesa  prospect  lost. 

5  '  0  may  these  thoughts  possess  my  breast, 
'  Where'er  I  rove,  where'er  I  restl 

/  '  Nor  let  my  weaker  passions  dare 
'  Consent  to  sin,  lor  God  is  there.' 

PAUSE. 

6  Could  I  so  false,  so  faithless  prove 
To  quit  thy  service  and  thy  love. 
Where,  Lord,  could  I  thy  presence  shun, 
Oi  from  thy  dreadful  glory  run  1 

7  If  up  to  heaven  I  take  my  flight, 
'Tis  there  thou  d well'st  enthron'd  in  ligh^  1 
Or  dive  to  hell,  there  veneeance  reigna 

And  Satan  groans  beneath  his  chains. 

8  If  mounted  on  a  morning  ray,  1  j 

1  fly  beyond  the  western  sea,  I 
/   Thy  swifter  hand  wou'd  first  arhv«,                                   I 

And  there  arrest  thy  fugitive.  '  ' 

9  Or  should  I  try  to  shun  thy  sight 
Beneath  the  sitreading  veil  ot  night. 
One  glance  of  thine,  one  piercing  ray. 
Would  kindle  darkness  into  day. 

10  '  0  may  these  thoughts  possess  my  breast, 
'  Where'er  I  ro\  e,  where'er  I  rest  I 
'  Nor  let  my  weaker  passions  dare 
'  Consent  to  sin,  for  God  is  there.' 
1  I  PSALM  139.  1st  Part.  C.  M.  London 

■'--'■•  God  is  etrryurhet  e. 

all  my  vast  concerns  with  thee. 
In  vain  my  seul  would  try 
To  shun  thy  presence,  Lord,  or  flee  ; 

The  noUce  of  tliine  eye. 

2  Thy  all-surrounding  sight  surveys 
My  rising  and  my  rest, 

My  public  walks,  my  private  ways, 
And  secrets  o!  my  breast 

3  My  thoughts  lie  open  to  tlie  Lord 
Before  they're  form'd  within  ; 

And  ere  my  lips  pronounce  the  word, 
He  knows  the  sense  I  mean. 

4  0  wondrous  knowledge,  deep  and  high  I 
Where  can  a  creature  hide  1 


Pi 


OF  GOD. 

Within  thy  circling  arms  I  lie, 

Beset  oil  every  side. 

b  Bo  let  thy  grace  surround  me  still 

And  hke  a  bulwark  prove, 

To  guard  my  suul  from  every  ill, 

Secur'd  by  sovcrcifrn  love. 

PAUSE,  t* 

6  Lord,  where  shall  guilty  souli  retire, 

Forpottuii  and  unknown? 
In  hell  they  meet  thy  dreadful  fire. 
In  heaven  thy  glorious  throne. 

7  Should  I  suppress  my  vital  breath 

To  'srape  the  wrath  divine, 
Thy  voice  would  break  the  bars  of  de&th, 
And  make  the  grave  n-sign. 

8  If  wine'd  with  beams  of  morning-light, 
/         Illy  beyond  the  west, 

Thy  hand,  which  must  support  my  flight, 
Would  soon  beuay  my  rest. 

9  If  o'er  my  sins  I  think  to  draw 

The  curtains  of  the  night, 
Those  flaming  eyes  that  guard  thy  law 
Would  turn  the  shades  to  light. 

10  The  beams  of  noon,  the  midiught-liour. 

Are  both  alike  to  thee  : 
0  may  I  ne'er  provoke  that  power 
From  which  1  cannot  flee ! 

I  2  HYMN  80.  B.  2.  S.  M.         St.  Thomai 

■■'*'•  God's  awful  Pncer  and  Goodness. 

OTHE  almighty  Lord  ! 
How  matchless  is  his  power ! 
Tremble,  O  earth,  beneath  his  word, 
Whde  all  the  heavens  adore. 
8     Let  proud  imperious  kines 
Bow  low  before  his  throne : 
Crouch  to  his  feet,  ye  haughty  tilings, 
Or  he  shall  tread  you  down. 

3  Above  the  skies  he  reigns. 
And  with  amazing  blows 

He  deals  insuflerable  pains 
On  his  rebellious  foes. 

4  Yet,  everlasting  God, 

/        "We  love  to  speak  thy  praise  ; 
Thy  sceptre's  equal  t6  thy  rod, 
The  sceptre  of  thy  grace. 
6     The  arms  of  mighty  love 
Defend  our  Sion  well. 


PERFECTIONS 

And  heavenly  mercy  walls  us  round 
From  Babylon  and  bell. 
6     Salvation  to  the  King 
/        That  sits  enthron'd  above  ; 
Thus  we  adore  the  God  of  might, 
And  bless  the  God  of  love. 


13. 


PSALM  66.  1st  Part  C.  M.        Braintree 
Governing  Power  and  Goodness;  or,  out 
Graces  tried  by  Affliction. 


SING,  all  ye  nations,  to  the  Lord, 
Sing  with  a  cheerful  noise  j 
"With  melody  of  sound  record 
His  honours,  and  your  joys. 
2  Say  to  the  power  that  shakes  the  sky, 
t         '  How  terrible  art  thou  I 

'  Sinners  before  thy  presence  fly, 
'  Or  at  thy  feet  they  bow.' 
5  [Come,  see  the  wonders  of  our  God, 
How  glorious  are  his  ways ! 
In  Moses'  hand  he  puts  his  rod, 
And  cleaves  the  frighted  seas. 

4  He  made  the  ebbing  channel  dry, 

While  Israel  pass'd  the  flood  ; 
There  did  the  church  begin  their  joy. 
And  triumph  in  their  God.] 

5  He  rules  by  his  resistless  might : 

Will  rebel-mortals  dare 
Provoke  th'  Eternal  to  the  fight. 
And  tempt  that  dreadful  war? 

6  0  bless  our  God.  and  never  cease; 

Ye  saints,  fulfil  his  praise  ; 
He  keeps  our  life,  maintains  our  peaee« 
And  guides  our  doubtful  ways. 

7  Lord,  thou  hast  prov'd  our  suffering  souls, 
p       To  make  our  graces  shine ; 

So  silver  bears  the  burning  coals 
The  metal  to  refine. 

8  Through  wat'ry  deeps  and  fiery  ways 

We  march  at  thy  command. 
Led  to  possess  the  promis'd  place 
By  tliine  unerring  hand. 


14 


P3AL3I  33.  2d  Part.  C.  M.    CamlAdgt- 
*    Creaxures  vain,  and  God  aU»uffidj;ni. 

BLEST  is  the  nation  where  the  Lord 
Hath  fix'd  his  ffraciou?  throne  : 
Where  he  reveals  his  heavenly  weed, 
And  calls  tlieir  tribes  his  own. 


OF  GOD. 

2  His  eye,  with  infinite  suney, 

Does  the  whole  world  beliold  : 
He  furm'd  us  all  of  eqiidl  clay, 
And  knows  our  feeble  mouid. 

3  Kin^s  are  not  rescued  by  tiie  force 

Ot  armies,  from  the  grave ; 
Nor  speed,  nor  courage  of  a  horse. 
Can  the  bold  rider  save. 

4  Vain  is  the  strength  of  beasts  or  men 

To  hope  for  saff ty  thence ; 

Bri  holy  souls  from  God  obtain 

A  sv.-ong  and  sure  defence. 

5  God  is  their  fear,  and  God  their  trust ; 

When  plagues  or  faxine  spread, 
His  watchful  eye  secures  the  just 
Amongst  ten  thousand  dead. 

6  Lord,  let  our  hearts  in  thee  rejoice, 
/        And  bless  us  from  thy  throne  ; 

For  we  have  made  thy  word  our  choice, 
And  trust  thy  grace  alone. 

I  K        PSALM  33.  2d  Part.  L.  P.  M.     St.  Helena. 
■*-^*    Creatures  vain,  and Gnd all-tvfficienl. 

CHAPPY  nation  where  the  Lord 
Reveals  the  treasure  of  his  word. 
And  builds  his  church,  his  earthly  throne ! 
His  eye  the  heathen  world  surveys, 
He  form'd  tneir  hearts,  he  knows  their  ways ', 
But  God  their  Maker  is  unknown. 

1  Let  kines  rely  upon  their  host, 
And  of  "his  strength  the  champion  boast ; 

In  vain  they  boust,  in  vain  rely ; 
In  vain  we  trust  the  brutal  force, 
Or  speed,  or  courage  of  a  horse. 

To  guard  his  rider,  or  to  fly. 

3  The  eye  of  thy  compassion.  Lord, 
Doth  more  secure  defence  alTord, 

When  death  or  dangers  threat'ning  stand : 
Thy  watchful  ere  preserves  the  just, 
Who  make  thy  name  their  fear  and  trust. 

When  wars  or  famine  waste  the  land. 

4  In  sickness  or  the  bloody  field. 
Thou  our  physician,  thou  our  shield, 

Send  us  salvation  from  ihy  throne  ; 
.  We  wait  to  see  thy  goodness  shine  ; 
f  Let  us  rejoice  in  help  divine, 
For  ail  our  hope  is  God  alone. 


16 


PERFECnONS 
HYMN  22.  B.  2.  L.  M.  Old  Hundred. 

WiUi  God  is  terrible  Majesty. 

TERRIBLE  God.  who  reign'st  on  high, 
How  awful  is  thy  thundering  band! 
Thy  fiery  bolts  how  herce  thev  fly ! 
Nor  can  all  earth  or  hell  withstand. 

2  This  the  old  rebel-angels  knew, 

And  Satan  fell  beneath  thy  frown : 
Thine  arrows  struck  the  traitor  through, 
And  weighty  vengeance  sunk  him  down 

3  This  Sodom  felt,  and  feels  it  still, 

And  roars  beneath  th'  eternal  load : 
'  With  endless  burnings  who  can  dwell, 
'  Or  bear  the  fury  of  a  God  !' 

4  Tremble,  ye  sinners,  and  submit. 

Throw  down  your  arms  before  his  throne, 
Bend  your  heads  low  beneath  his  feet, 
Or  his  strong  hand  shall  crush  you  down 

5  And  ve,  bless'd  saints,  that  love  him,  too, 
/       With  reverence  bow  before  his  name. 

Thus  all  his  heavenly  servants  do : 
God  is  a  bright  and  burning  flame. 

1  ty  PSALM  113.    L.  M.  Eaton 

•'-  '  •    Tfie  Majestij  and  Condescension  qf  God. 

YE  that  delight  to  serve  the  Lord, 
The  honours  of  his  name  record, 
His  sacred  name  tor  ever  bless  : 
Where'er  the  circling  sun  displays 
His  rising  beams,  or  setting  rays. 
Let  lands  and  seas  his  power  confess. 
2  Not  time,  nor  nature's  narrow  rounds, 
Can  give  his  vast  dominion  bounds. 

The  heavens  are  far  below  his  height: 
Let  no  created  greatness  dare 
With  our  eternal  God  C4)mpare, 
Arm'd  with  his  uncreated  might 
S  He  bows  his  glorious  head  to  view 
What  the  bright  hosu  of  angels  do, 

And  bends  his  care  to  mortal  things  ; 
His  sovereign  hand  exalts  the  poor, 
He  takes  the  needy  from  the  door. 
And  mhkes  them  company  for  kings. 
4  When  childless  families  despair, 
He  sends  the  blessing  of  an  heir 
To  rescue  their  expiring  name : 
The  mother  with  a  thankhil  voice 
Proclaims  liis  praises  and  her  joys : 
Let  every  age  advance  hia  fame. 


OP  GOD. 
I  Q  PSALM  113.    L.  M.  Rothwell. 

•■-^»        Qod  Sovereign  and  Gracious. 

YE  eervanta  of  th'  almighty  King, 
In  every  age  his  praises  sing  ; 
Where'er  the  aun  shall  rise  or  set, 
The  nations  sliall  his  praise  repeat 

2  Above  the  earth,  beyond  the  sky, 
Stands  iiis  high  throne  of  majesty  ; 
Nor  time,  nor  place,  his  jxiwer  restrain, 
Nor  bound  his  universal  reign. 

3  Wliich  of  the  sons  of  Adam  dare. 
Or  angels  with  their  God  compare? 
His  glories  how  divinely  bright, 
Who  dwells  in  uncreated  light ! 

4  Behold  his  love  :  he  stoops  to  view 
What  saintd  above  and  angels  do  ; 
And  condescends  yet  more  to  know 
The  mean  affairs  of  men  below. 

6  From  dust  and  cottaecs  obscure, 
His  grace  exalts  the  humble  poor ; 
Givea  them  the  honour  of  his  sons, 
And  tits  them  for  their  heavenly  thrones. 

6  [A  word  of  his  creating  voice 

Can  make  the  barren  house  rejoice : 
Though  Sarah's  ninety  years  were  past. 
The  promis'd  seed  ij  born  at  last. 

7  With  joy  the  mother  views  her  son, 
/      And  tells  the  wondere  God  has  done : 

Faith  may  grow  strong  when  sense  dospainj, 

If  nature  fails,  the  promise  bears.] 
I  Q  HYMN  99.  B.  2.  C.  M.  SL  Anns. 

■•  ^^ •  The  Book  of  God's  Decrees. 

LET  the  whole  race  of  creatures  lie 
Abas'd  l)efore  their  God  : 
Whate'er  his  sovereign  voice  hath  form'd 
He  governs  with  a  nod. 

2  [Ten  thousand  ages  ere  the  skies 

Were  into  nrwition  brought. 
All  the  long  years  and  worlds  to  come 
Stood  present  to  h.s  thought 

3  There's  not  a  sparrow  or  a  worm 

Hut's  found  in  bis  decress  ; 
He  raises  monarch?  to  their  thrones, 
And  sinks  them  as  he  please.] 

4  If  light  attend  the  course  I  run, 

'Tis  he  provides  tliosi  rays  : 
And  'tis  his  hand  tha'  hides  my  sun, 
li'  darkness  cloud  my  days. 


o 


PERFECTIONS 

5  Yet  I  would  not  be  much  concem'd. 

Nor  vainly  long  to  see 
The  volume  of  bis  deep  decrees, 
What  months  are  writ  for  me. 

6  "When  he  reveals  the  book  of  life, 
f        O  may  I  read  my  name 

Amongst  the  chosen  of  liis  love. 
The  followers  of  the  Lamb ! 
CyCX  PSALM  8.  S.  M.  Watchroao. 

^^'    God's  Sovereignty  and  Goodyiess ;  and.  Man's 
Dominion  over  the  Creatures. 
LORD,  our  heavenly  King, 
Thy  name  is  all  divine  ; 
Thy  glories  round  tiu  earth  are  spread. 
And  o'er  the  heavens  they  shine. 

2  When  to  thy  works  on  high 
I  raise  my  wondering  eyes. 

And  see  the  moon  complete  in  light 
Adorn  the  darksome  skies : 

3  When  I  survey  the  stars, 
And  all  their  shining  forms, 

p     Lord,  what  is  man,  that  worthless  thins, 
Akin  to  dust  and  worms  I 

4  Lord,  what  is  worthless  man, 
That  thou  shouldst  luve  him  so? 

Next  to  thine  ansels  is  he  plac'd, 
And  lord  of  all  below. 

5  Thine  honours  crown  his  head, 
While  beasts  like  slaves  obey. 

And  birds  that  cut  the  air  with  wings, 
And  fish  that  cleave  the  sea. 

6  How  nch  thy  bounties  are  I 
And  wondrous  are  thy  ways : 

Of  dust  and  worms  thy  power  can  frame 
A  monument  of  praise. 

7  [Out  of  the  mouth  of  babes 
And  sucklings  thou  canst  draw 

Surprising  honours  to  thy  name, 
And  strike  the  world  with  awe. 

8  O  Lord,  our  heavenly  King, 
(         Thy  name  is  all  dinne  ; 

Thy  glories  round  the  earth  are  spread, 
And  o'er  the  heavens  they  sliine.] 
Q 1  HYMN  70.  B.  2.  L.  M.       Monmouth 

'*'-'-•  God's  Dominion  over  the  Sea,  Pa.  ovii.  23,  && 

GOD  of  the  seas,  thy  thundering  voice 
Makes  all  the  roaring  waves  rejoice, 
And  one  soft  worci  of  thy  commnnd 
Can  sink  them  silent  in  the  sand. 


OF  GOD. 

S  If  but  a  Moses  wave  thy  rod, 
The  sea  divides  and  owns  iu  God  ; 
The  stormy  Moods  ilieir  Maker  knew, 
And  let  his  chosen  armies  tlirougb. 

3  The  scaly  flocks  amidst  the  sea, 
To  thee  iheir  Lord  a  tribute  pay  ; 
The  meantst  fish  that  swims  liie  flood 
Leaps  up,  and  means  a  praise  to  God. 

4  [The  larger  monsters  of  the  deep, 
On  thy  commands  attendance  keep, 
By  thy  permission  six)rt  and  play, 
And  cleave  along  their  foaming  way. 

5  If  God  his  voice  of  tempests  rears 
Leviathan  lies  still  and  fears. 
Anon  he  lifL*  his  nostrils  higJi, 
And  spouts  the  ocean  to  the  sky.] 

6  How  is  thy  glorious  power  ador'd. 
Amidst  those  wat'ry  nations,  Lord  I 
Yet  the  bold  men  tnat  trace  the  seas, 
Bold  men,  refuse  their  Maker's  praise. 

7  lAVhat  scenes  of  miracles  they  see, 
And  never  tune  a  song  to  thee ! 
While  on  the  flood  they  safely  ride, 
They  curse  the  hand  that  smooths  the  tide- 

8  Anon  they  plunge  in  wat'ry  graves, 

And  some  drink  death  among  the  waves : 
Yet  the  surviving  crew  blaspheme, 
Nor  own  the  God  that  rescu'd  them.] 

9  O  for  some  signal  of  thine  hand, 

I     Shake  all  the  seas,  Lord,  shake  the  land, 
Great  Judge,  descend,  lest  mnii  deny 
That  there's  a  God  that  rules  the  sky. 

HYMN  115.  B.  2.  C.  M.        Arlington. 
God  the  Avenger  of  his  Saints;  or,  his  KiTig' 
dom  Supreme. 
IGH  as  the  heavens  above  the  ground 
Reigns  the  Creator,  God  ; 
Wide  as  the  whole  creation's  bound 
Extends  his  awful  rod. 

2  Let  princes  of  exalted  state 

To  him  ascribe  their  crown. 

Render  their  honpage  at  his  feet 

And  cast  their  glories  down. 

3  Know  that  his  kingdom  is  supreme, 

Your  lolly  thoughts  are  vain  ; 
He  calls  you  gods,  that  awful  name, 
p        But  ye  must  die  like  men. 

4  Then  let  the  sovereigns  of  the  globe 

Not  dare  to  vex  the  just  j 


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H' 


PERFECTIONS 
He  puts  on  vengeance  like  a  robe, 
And  treads  the  worms  to  dual, 
5  Ye  judges  of  the  earth,  be  wise. 
And  think  of  heaven  with  fear ; 
The  meanest  saint  that  you  despise 
Has  an  avenger  there. 
QO  HYMN  S6.  E.  1.  C  M.  Arandel. 

'^^*    God  My,  just,  and  sovereign,  Jobix.  2—10. 

HOW  should  the  sons  of  Adam's  race 
Be  pure  before  their  God? 
If  he  contend  in  rii'lueousness 
We  fall  beneath  his  rod. 
2  To  vindicate  my  words  and  thoughts 
I'll  make  no  more  pretence ; 
Not  one  of  all  my  thousand  faults 
Can  bear  a  just  defence. 
S  Strong  is  his  arm,  his  heart  is  wise  ; 
t         What  vain  presumers  dare 

Against  their  Makers  hand  to  rise, 
Or  tempt  th'  unequal  war? 

4  [Mountains  by  his  almiehty  wrath 

From  their  old  seats  are  torn  ; 
He  shakes  the  earth  from  south  to  north, 
And  all  her  pillars  mourn. 

5  He  bids  the  sun  forbear  to  rise, 

Th'  obedient  sun  for'uears  : 
His  hand  witti  *ackcloth  spreads  the  skies, 
And  seals  up  all  the  stars. 

6  He  walks  upoL  the  stormy  sea, 
/         Flies  on  the  stormy  wind  ; 

There's  none  '■an  tiace  his  wondrous  way, 
Or  his  dark  footsteps  find.] 
Q^A     PSALM  143.  ver.  7,  &c.  2d  Part.  C.  M.  Banv. 
'^^*  The  Goodms^  of  God. 

SWEET  is  the  memory  of  thy  grace. 
My  God,  my  heavenly  King ; 
Let  age  to  a^e  *liy  righteousness 
In  songs  ol  glory  sing. 

2  God  reigns  on  high,  but  ne'er  confines 

His  goodness  to  the  sl>ies  ; 
Through  the  whole  earth  his  bounty  shines, 
And  every  want  supplies. 

3  With  longing  eyes  thy  creahires  wait 

On  thee  for  daily  food, 
Thy  lib'ral  hand  pro\-ide3  their  meat, 
And  fills  their  moutlis  ^^^th  good. 

4  How  kind  are  thy  compassions,  Lord  I 
p        How  slow  thine  anger  moves  ! 


25. 


OF  GOD. 
But  soon  he  sends  his  pardoning  word 
To  cheer  the  souls  he  loves. 
5  Creatures  with  all  their  endless  race, 
Thy  power  and  praise  proclaim  ; 
But  saints  that  taste  thy  richer  grace 
Delight  to  bless  thy  name. 

PSALM  103.  ver.  1—7.  1st  Part.  L.  M.    fenocl. 
Blessing  God  for  his  Goodness  to  Soul  and  Bony 

BLESS.  O  my  soul,  the  living  God, 
Call  home  thy  thoughts  that  rove  abroad  ; 
Let  all  the  powers  within  me  join 
In  work  and  worship  so  divine. 

2  Bless,  0  my  soul,  the  God  of  grace  ; 
His  favours  claim  thy  highest  praise  ; 
Why  should  the  wonders  he  hath  wrougljt 
Be  lost  in  silence  and  forgot  ? 

3  'Tis  he,  my  soul,  that  sent  his  Son 

s     To  die  for  crimes  which  thou  hast  done  : 
He  owns  the  ransom  ;  and  forgives 
The  hourly  follies  of  our  lives. 

4  The  vices  of  the  mind  he  heals, 

And  cures  the  pains  that  nature  feels  ; 
Redeems  the  soul  from  hell,  and  saved 
Our  wasting  life  from  th'-'sat'ning  graves. 

5  Our  youth  decay'd  his  power  repairs  ; 
His  mercy  crowns  our  growing  years  ; 
He  satisfies  our  mouth  with  good, 
And  feeds  our  souls  with  heavenly  food. 

6  He  sees  the  oppressor  and  the  opprest, 
And  often  gives  the  sufferers  rest ; 
But  will  his  justice  more  display 

In  the  last  great  rewarding  day. 

7  [His  power  he  show'd  by  Moses'  hands. 
And  gave  to  Israel  his  commands  ; 
But  sent  his  truth  and  mercy  down 

To  all  the  nations  by  his  Son. 

8  Let  the  whole  earth  his  power  confess, 
I      Let  the  whole  earth  adore  his  grace  ; 

The  Gentile  with  the  Jew  shall  join 
In  work  and  worship  so  divine.] 

2fl    PSALM  103.  ver.  1—7.  1st  Part.  S.  M.    Dover 
^*  Praise  for  Spiritual  and  Temporal  Mercies. 

O  BLESS  the  Lord,  my  soul  ; 
Let  all  within  me  join, 
And  aid  my  tongue  to  bless  his  name, 
Whose  favours  arc  divine. 
«     O  bless  the  Lord,  my  soul ; 
Nor  let  his  mercies  lie 


27. 


PERFECTIONS 

Forgotten  in  unthankfulness, 
£\d  without  praises  die. 

3  'Tis  he  forgives  thy  sins, 
'Tis  he  relieves  thy  pain, 

Tis  he  that  heals  thy  sicknesses, 
And  makes  thee  young  again. 

4  He  crowns  thy  hfe  with  love, 
When  ransom'd  from  the  grave  ; 

He  that  redeem  d  my  soul  from  hell. 
Hath  sovereign  power  to  save. 

5  He  fills  the  poor  with  good ; 
He  gives  the  suflerers  rest ; 

The  Lord  hath  judgments  for  the  promt, 
And  justice  for  tii'  opprest. 

6  His  wondrous  works  and  ways 
He  made  by  Moses  known  ; 

But  sent  ihe  world  his  truth  and  grace. 
By  his  beloved  Son. 

HYMN  46.  B.  2.  L.  M.     Castl- 
God's  Condescension  to  Hu?nan  AffaU  ■ 

UP  to  the  Lord  that  reigns  on  high, 
And  views  the  nations  from  afar, 
Let  everlasting  praises  fly, 
And  tell  how  large  his  bounties  arc. 

2  [He  that  can  shake  the  worlds  he  made. 
Or  with  liis  word  or  with  liis  rod, 

His  goodness  how  amazing  great! 
And  what  a  condescending  God  !J 

3  [God  that  must  stoop  to  view  the  skies, 
And  bow  t.o  see  what  angels  do, 
Down  to  the  earth  he  casts  his  eyes, 
And  bends  his  footsteps  downward  too.] 

4  He  over-rules  all  mortal  things. 
And  manages  our  mean  affairs. 
On  humble  souls  the  King  of  kings 
Bestows  his  counsels  and  his  cares. 

5  Our  sorrows  and  our  tears  we  pour 
Into  the  bosom  ol  our  God, 

He  hears  us  in  the  mournful  hoKr, 
And  helps  us  bear  the  heavy  load. 

6  In  vain  might  lofty  princes  try 
Such  condescension  to  perform  ; 
For  worms  were  never  raised  so  high 
Above  their  meanest  fellow-worm. 

■  T  0  could  our  thankful  hearts  deviso 
A  tribute  equal  to  thy  grace, 
To  the  third  heaven  our  songs  should  rise. 
A  nd  teach  the  golden  harps  thy  pruide. 


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29 


OF  GOD. 
PSALM  68.  V.  1-6.  L.  M.  Truru 

The  Vengeance  and  Compassio7i  of  God. 

LET  God  arise  in  all  his  might, 
And  put  the  troops  of  hell  to  flight, 
As  smoke,  that  sought  to  cloud  the  skies, 
Before  the  rising  tempest  flies. 

2  [He  comes  array'd  in  burning  flames  ; 
Justice  and  vengeance  are  lus  names : 
Behold  his  fainting  foes  expire 

Like  melting  wax  before  the  fire.] 

3  He  rides  and  thunders  through  the  sky ; 
His  name  Jehovah  sounds  on  high : 
Sing  to  his  name,  ye  sons  of  grace ; 
Ye  saints,  rejoice  before  his  face. 

4  The  widow  and  the  fatherless 
Fly  to  his  aid  in  sharp  distress  ; 
In  him  the  poor  and  helpless  find 
A  judge  that's  just,  a  father  kind. 

5  He  breaks  the  captive's  heavy  chain. 
And  prisoners  see  the  Ught  again  ; 
But  rebels,  that  dispute  liis  will, 
Shall  dwell  in  chains  and  darkness  still. 

HYMN  42.  B.  1.  C.  M.  Dundee. 

•  Divine  Wrath  and  Mercy,  Nahum  i,  2,  &c. 

ADORE  and  tremble,  for  our  God 
Is  a  consuming  fire  ;* 
His  jealous  eyes  his  wrath  inflame, 
And  raise  his  vengeance  higher. 
2  Almighty  vengeance,  how  it  biuns  I 
How  bright  his  fury  glows  I 
Vast  magazines  of  plagues  and  storms 
Lie  ireasur'd  for  his  foes, 
s  3  Those  heaps  of  wrath  by  slow  degrees 
Are  forced  into  a  flame, 
But  kindled,  0  how  fierce  they  blaze  1 
And  rend  all  nat'ore's  frame. 

4  At  his  approach  the  mountains  flee, 

And  seek  a  watery  grave  ; 
The  frighted  sea  makes  haste  away, 
And  shrinks  up  every  wave. 
f  6  Through  the  veide  air  the  weighty  rocks 
Are  swdft  as  hail-stones  hurl'd : 
Who  dares  engage  his  fiery  rage 
That  shakes  the  solid  world  ? 

5  Yet,  mighty  God,  thy  sovereign  grace 

Sits  regent  on  the  throne. 
The  refuge  of  thy  chosen  race 
When  wrath  comes  rushing  down. 
♦  Heb.  xii.  29. 


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PERFECTI0>"3 
7  Thy  hand  shall  on  rebellious  kings 
A  fiery  tempest  pour, 
While  we  beneath  thy  sheltering  wings 
Tiiy  just  revenge  adore. 
L?n  PSALM  103.    2d  Part.  S.  ZM.       HopMra 

*-' ^ •     Mercy  in  the  midsi  of  Judgment. 
[Y  soul,  repeat  his  praise 
Whose  mercies  are  so  great ; 
Whose  anger  is  so  slow  to  rise, 
So  ready  to  abate, 
s  2     God  will  not  always  chide  ; 
And  when  his  strokes  are  felt, 
His  strokes  are  fewer  than  our  crimes, 
And  Ughter  than  our  guilt. 
I  3     High  as  the  heavens  are  rais'd 
Above  the  ground  we  tread, 
So  far  the  nehes  of  his  grace 
Our  highest  thoughts  exceed. 
4      His  power  subdues  our  sins  ; 
And  his  forginng  love, 
Far  as  the  east  is  from  the  west, 
Doth  all  our  guilt  remove. 
s  0     The  pity  of  the  Lord 

To  those  that  fear  his  name, 

Is  such  as  tender  parents  feel ; 

He  knows  our  feeble  frame. 

s  6      He  knows  we  are  but  dust, 

Scatter'd  with  every  breath ; 

His  anger,  like  a  rising  wind. 

Can  send  us  swift  to  death. 

7  Our  days  are  as  the  grass, 
Or  like  the  morning  flower  ; 

If  one  sharp  ijlast  sweep  o'er  the  field. 
It  withers  in  an  hour. 

8  But  thy  compassions.  Lord, 
To  endless  years  endure  ; 

And  chiltlren's  children  ever  find 
Thy  words  of  promise  sure.  i 

PSALM  103.  2d  Part.  L.  M.        Dunstan      ^ 
God's  tender  Meraj  to  his  People.  ■. 

THE  Lord,  how  wondrous  are  his  ways  !  V 

How  firm  his  truth !  how  large  h;s  grace  ' 
He  takes  his  mercy  for  his  throne. 
And  thence  he  makes  his  glories  known. 
2  Not  half  so  higli  his  power  hath  spread 
The  starry  heavens  above  our  head, 
As  Iris  rich  love  exceeds  our  praise, 
Exceeds  the  highest  hopes  we  raise. 


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OF  GOD. 

3  Not  half  so  far  hath  nature  plac'd 

The  rising  morning  from  the  west, 

As  his  forgiving  grace  removes 

The  daily  guilt  of  those  he  loves. 
"  4  How  slowly  doth  his  wrath  arise ! 
f     On  swifter  wines  salvation  flies  ; 

And  if  he  lets  his  anger  hum, 

How  soon  his  frowns  to  pity  turn  I 
5  Amidst  his  wrath  compassion  shines  ; 

His  strokes  are  lighter  than  our  sins  ; 

And  while  his  rod  corrects  his  sainta, 

His  ear  indulges  their  complaints, 
s  6  So  fathei-s  their  young  sons  chastise, 

With  gentle  hands  and  melting  eyes  ; 

The  children  weep  heneath  the  smart, 

And  move  the  pity  of  their  heart. 

cyC}  PSALM  145.    3d  Part.   C.  M.  IVIear. 

*^  '*'  *  Mercy  to  Suffrrers ;  or,  God  hearing  Prayer. 

LET  every  toneue  thy  goodness  speak, 
Thou  sovereign  Lord  of  all ; 
Thy  strengthening  hai  'Js  uphold  the  weak, 
And  raise  the  poor  that  fall. 

p  2  When  sorrow  bows  the  spirit  down, 
Or  virtue  lies  distrest 
Beneath  some  proud  oppressor's  frown. 
Thou  giv'st  the  mourners  rest. 
3  The  Lord  supports  our  tottering  days, 
And  guides  our  giddv  youth  ; 
Holy  and  iust  are  all  his  ways. 
And  all  nis  words  are  truth. 

p  4  He  knows  the  pains  his  servants  feel, 
He  hears  his  children  cry, 
And  their  best  wishes  to  fulfil 
His  grace  is  ever  nigh." 

5  His  mercy  never  shall  remove 

From  men  of  heart  sincere  ; 
He  saves  the  souls  whose  humble  love 
Is  join'd  with  holy  fear. 

6  [His  stubborn  foes  his  sword  shall  slay, 

And  pierce  their  hearts  with  pain  ; 
But  none  that  serve  the  Lord  shall  Say, 
'  They  sought  his  aid  in  vain.'] 

/  7  [My  lips  shall  dwell  upon  his  praise. 
And  spread  his  fame  abroad  ; 
Let  all  the  sons  of  Adam  raise 
The  honours  of  their  God.] 


PERFECTIONS 

QQ  PSALM  142.    C.  M.        Stade.    York. 

'^  *-'  •       God  is  the  Hope  of  the  Helpless. 

TO  God  I  made  my  sorrows  known, 
From  God  I  sought  relief; 
In  long  complaints  before  his  throne 
I  pour'd  out  all  my  grief. 

2  My  soul  was  overwhelm 'd  with  woes, 

My  heart  began  to  break  ; 
My  God,  who  all  my  burdens  knows, 
He  knows  the  way  1  take. 

3  On  every  side  I  cast  mine  eye, 

And  found  my  helpers  gone, 
W'hile  friends  and  strangers  pass'd  me  by, 
Neglected  and  unknown. 
i  4  Then  did  I  raise  a  louder  cry, 
And  caU'd  thy  mercy  near, 
s  '  Thou  art  my  portion  when  I  cie, 
'  Be  thou  my  refuge  here.' 
5  Lord,  I  am  brought  exceeding  low, 
Now  let  thine  ear  attend, 
And  make  my  foes  who  vex  me  know 
I've  an  almighty  Frnnd. 
/6  From  my  sad  prison  set  me  free, 
Then  shall  I  praise  thy  name, 
And  holy  nien  shall  join  with  me 
Thy  kindness  to  proclaim. 

Q  J_  PSALM  89.  1st  Part.  C.  M.        St.  Ann*. 

*-'^'  The  Faithfulness  of  God. 

MY  never-ceasing  song  shall  show 
The  mercies  of  the  Lord, 
And  make  succeeding  ayes  know 
How  faithful  is  his  word. 

2  The  sacred  truths  his  hps  pronounce 

Shall  firm  as  heaven  endure  ; 
And  if  he  speak  a  promise  once, 
Th'  eternal  grace  is  sure. 

3  How  long  the  race  of  Da\'id  held 

The  promis'd  Jewish  throne ! 
But  there's  a  greater  covenant  seal'd 
To  David's  greater  Son. 

4  His  seed  for  ever  shall  possess 

A  throne  above  the  skies  ; 
The  meanest  subject  of  his  grace 
Shall  to  that  glory  rise. 
t  5  Lord  God  of  Hosts,  thy  wondrous  ways 
Are  sung  by  saints  above  ; 
And  saints  on  earth  their  honours  raise 
To  thine  ivnchanging  Icve. 


OF  GOD. 
QK  PSALM  146.  L.  M.  Blendon. 

tJU»  Praise  to  God  for  his  Goodness  and  Triuh. 

PRAISE  ye  the  Lord,  my  heart  shall  join 
III  work  so  pleasant,  so  divine,    ■ 
Now,  while  the  Hesh  is  mine  abode, 
And  when  my  soul  ascends  to  God. 
2  Praise  shall  employ  my  noblest  powers, 
While  nnmortaiity  endures  ; 
My  (lays  of  praisf,'  shall  ne'er  be  past, 
^V■hile  lil'u,  and  thought,  and  being  last. 
a  3  "Why  should  I  make  u  man  my  trust  7 
Princes  must  die  and  turn  to  dust ; 

heir  breath  departs,  their  pomp  and  power, 
And  thoughts,  all  vaniah  ni  an  hour. 
/4  Happy  the  mar.  whose  \v>\e3  rely 
On  Israel's  God  :  he  made  the  skj'. 
And  earth  and  seas,  with  all  their  train, 
And  none  siiall  ti:id  his  prumise  vain. 

5  HLs  truth  tor  ever  stands  secure  ; 

He  saves  th'  opprest,  he  feeds  the  poor ; 
He  sends  the  lal)ouring  conscience  peace. 
And  grants  the  prisoner  sweet  release. 

6  The  Lord  hath  eyes  to  give  the  blind  ; 
The  Lord  suiiports  the  sinking  mind  ; 
He  helps  the  stranger  in  distress, 
The  widow  and  the  fatherless. 

7  He  loves  his  saints,  he  luiows  them  well. 
But  turns  the  wicked  down  to  hell : 
Thy  God,  0  Zion,  ever  reigns  ; 

Praise  him  in  everlasting  strains. 
C)£*  PSALM  U6.    L.  P.  M.        St.  Helens. 

0\J»  Praise  to  God  for  his  Goodness  and  Truth. 

I'll  praise  my  Maker  with  my  breath  ; 
And  when  my  voice  is  lost  in  death, 
Praise  shall  employ  my  nobler  powers  : 
My  days  of  praise  shall  ne'er  be  past 
While  life  and  thought  and  being  last. 
Or  immortality  endures. 
«  2  Why  should  I  make  a  man  my  trust  t 
Princes  must  die  and  turn  to  dust ; 

Vain  is  the  help  of  flesh  and  blood  : 
Their  breath  departs,  their  pomp  and  power, 
And  thoughts,  ail  vanish  in  an  hour, 
Nor  can  they  make  their  promise  good. 
/  3  Happy  the  man  whose  hopes  rely 
On  Israel's  God ;  he  made  the  sky, 

And  earth  and  seas,  with  all  their  train  ; 
His  truth  for  ever  stands  secure  ; 
He  saves  th'  opprest,  he  feeds  the  poor, 
And  none  shall  find  his  promise  vain. 


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PERFECTIONS 

4  The  Lord  hatli  eyes  to  give  the  blind  ; 
The  Lord  supports  the  sinking  raind ; 

He  sends  the  labourin?  conscience  peace ; 
He  helps  the  stranger  in  distress, 
The  widow  and  the  fatlierless, 

And  grants  the  prisoner  sweet  release. 

5  He  loves  iais  saints,  he  knows  them  well, 
But  turns  the  wicked  down  to  hell ; 

Thy  God,  O  Zion,  ever  reigns : 
Let  every  tongue,  let  every  age, 
In  this  exalted  work  engage  ; 

Praise  him  in  everlasting  strains. 

PSAL.M  111.  2d  Part.  C.  M.       London 
The  Perfections  of  God. 

GREAT  is  the  Lord  ;  liis  works  of  might 
Demand  our  noblest  songs  ; 
Let  his  assembK  d  saints  unite 
Their  harmony  of  tongues. 

2  Great  is  the  mercy  of  the  Lord, 

He  gives  his  children  food  ; 

And  ever  mindful  of  his  word, 

He  makes  his  promise  good. 

3  His  Son,  the  great  Redeemer,  came 

To  seal  his  covenant  sure  : 

Holy  and  reverend  is  his  name, 

His  ways  are  just  and  pure. 

4  They  that  would  grow  divinely  wise. 

Must  with  his  fear  begin; 
Our  fairest  proof  of  knowledge  lies 
In  haling  every  sin. 

HY-^IN  166.    B.  2.    C.  M.         London. 
Tfie  Divine  Perfections. 

HOW  shall  I  praise  th'  eternal  God, 
That  intinite  Unknown  ? 
"Who  can  ascend  his  high  abode, 
Or  venture  near  liis  throne  ? 

2  [The  great  Invisible !  He  dwells 

Conceal'd  in  dazzhng  light ; 
But  his  all-searchmg  eye  reveals 
The  secrets  of  the  night 

3  Those  watchful  eyes  that  never  sleep 

Sur\-ey  the  world  around  : 
His  wisdom  is  a  boundless  deep 
Where  all  our  thoughu  are  drown'd.] 

4  [Speak  we  of  strength?  His  arm  is  strong 

To  save  or  to  destroy  : 
Infinite  years  his  life  prolong. 
And  endless  is  his  joy.] 


OF  GOD. 

5  [He  know3  no  shadow  of  a  change, 
Nor  alters  his  decrees  ; 
Firm  as  a  rock  his  truth  remain3 
To  guard  his  pronuses.] 
s  6  [Sinners  before  his  presence  die  ; 
How  holy  is  his  name  I 
His  anger  and  his  jealousy 
Burn  like  devouring  tlamc] 
7  Justice  upon  a  dreadful  tluone 
Maintains  the  rights  of  God ; 
While  mercy  sends  her  pardons  down, 
Bought  with  a  Saviour's  blood. 
/  8  Novrto  my  soul,  immortal  Kang, 
Speak  some  foreiving  word  : 
Then  'twill  be  double  joy  to  sing 
The  glories  of  my  Lord. 
OQ  HYIMN  167.    B.  2.  L.  M.         Portug; 

Oij»  Tfie  Divine  Perfections,  ' 

GREAT  God,  thy  glories  shall  empl^ 
My  holy  fear,  my  humble  joy ; 
My  lips  in  songs  of  honour  bring 
Their  tribute  to  th'  eternal  King. 

2  [Earth,  and  the  stars  and  worlds  unknown, 
Depend  precarious  on  his  throne  ; 

All  nature  hangs  upon  liis  word, 
And  grace  ^nd  glory  own  their  Lord.] 

3  [His  sovereign  power  what  mortal  knows  ? 
If  ho  commands,  who  dare  oppose? 
With  strength  he  girds  himself  around. 
And  treads  the  rebels  to  the  ground.) 

4  [Who  shall  pretend  to  teach  liim  skill? 
Or  guide  the  counsels  of  his  will) 

His  wisdom  like  a  sea  divine 

Flows  deep  and  high  beyond  our  line.] 

5  [His  name  is  holy,  and  his  eye 
Burns  wth  immortal  jealousy ; 

He  hates  the  sons  of  pride,  and  sheds 
His  fiery  vengeance  on  their  heads.] 

6  [The  beamings  of  his  piercing  sight 
Bring  dark  hypocrisy  to  light ; 
Death  and  destmotion  naked  lie, 
And  hell  uncover'd  to  his  eye.] 

7  [Th'  eternal  law  before  him  stands ; 
His  justice  with  impartial  hands 
Divides  to  all  their  due  reward, 

Or  by  the  sceptre  or  the  sword.] 

8  [His  mercy  like  a  boundless  sea 
Washes  our  load  of  guilt  away . 


PERFECTIONS 

"While  hJ3  own  Son  came  do\\Ti  and  died 
T'  engage  liis  mercy  on  our  side. J 
S  [Each  of  his  words  demands  my  faith, 
3Iy  soul  can  rest  on  all  he  saith  ; 
His  truth  inviolably  keeps 
The  largest  promise  of  liis  lips.] 
s  10  0  tell  me  with  a  gentle  voice, 

Thou  art  my  God.  and  I'll  rejoice ! 
I      Filld  ynl\i  thy  love,  I  dare  proclaim 
The  brightest  honours  of  thy  name. 
AC\  HY3IN  16S.  B.  2.  L.  M.       Monmoutti 

ttU  .  -j-j^g^  DiT. f^  Perfections. 

JEHOVAH  reigns,  his  throne  is  high, 
His  robes  are  light  and  majesty  : 

His  glory  shines  with  beams  so  bright, 

No  mortal  can  sustain  tho  sight, 
s  2  His  terrors  keep  the  world  in  awe, 

His  justice  guards  his  holy  law, 
/     His  love  reveals  a  smiling  face. 

His  truth  and  promise  seal  the  grace. 
3  Through  all  his  works  his  wisdom  shines, 

And  baffles  Satan's  deep  designs  ; 

His  power  is  sovereign  to  fultil 

The  noblest  counsels  of  his  will. 
s  4  And  will  This  glorious  Lord  descend 

To  be  my  father  and  iny  friend ! 
/     Then  let  my  son^s  with  angels  join  ; 

Heaven  is  secure  it"  God  be  mine. 

J_1      HY:MN  169.  B.  2.  H.  M.  or6's  &  8's.  Bcthesda 
The  same. 

THE  Lord  Jehovah  reigns. 
His  throne  is  built  on  high ; 
The  garments  he  assumes 
Are  light  and  majesty  ; 
His  glories  sliine  With  beams  so  bright 
No  mortal  eye  Can  bear  the  sight. 
I  2  The  thunders  of  his  hand 
Keep  the  wide  world  in  awe  ; 
His  wrath  and  justice  stand 
To  guard  his  holv  law  ; 
p        And  where  his  love  Resolves  to  bless, 
His  truth  confirms  And  seals  the  grace. 
3  Through  all  liis  ancient  works 
Surprising  wisdom  shines, 
Confounds  the  powers  of  hell. 
And  breaks  their  curs'd  designs  : 
Strong  is  bis  arm.  And  shall  fulfil 
His  great  decrees,  His  sovereign  will. 


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OF  GOD. 

«  4  And  can  this  mighty  King 
Of  glory  coiido»cend  ? 
And  will  111?  write  his  name, 
'My  Father  and  my  Friend  !' 
/        I  love  his  name.  I  love  his  word ; 

Join  eJI  my  powers,  And  praise  the  Lord. 

AQ^  n\  MN  170.  B.  2.  L.  M.      Old  Hundred. 

^'*'*  Cod  Incomprehensible  and  Sovereign. 

'AN  creatures  to  perfection  find 

Th'  eternal  uncreated  mind? 

Or  can  the  largest  stretch  of  thought 

Measure  and  search  his  nature  out? 

2  'Tis  high  as  heaven,  'tis  deep  as  hell, 
And  what  can  mortals  know  or  tell? 
His  glory  spreads  beyond  the  sky, 
And  all  the  shining  worlds  on  high. 

3  But  man,  vain  man,  would  fain  be  wise, 
Born  like  a  wild  young  colt  he  flies 
Through  all  the  follies  of  his  mind, 
And  smells,  and  snutfs  the  empty  wind. 

4  God  is  a  King  of  power  unknown, 
Firm  are  the  orders  of  his  throne  ; 
If  he  resolve,  who  dare  oppose, 
Or  ask  him  why,  or  what  he  does  ? 

s  5  He  wounds  the  heart,  and  he  makes  whole  • 
He  calms  the  tempest  of  the  soul ; 
When  he  shuts  up  in  long  despair, 
Who  can  remove  the  heavy  bar  1 

6  He  frowns,  and  darkness  veils  the  moon, 
The  fainting  sun  grows  dim  at  noon  ; 
The  pillars  of  heav'n's  starry  roof 
Tremble  and  start  at  his  reproof. 

7  He  gave  the  vaidted  heaven  its  form, 
The  crooked  serpent,  and  the  worm  ; 
He  breaks  the  billows  with  his  breath, 
And  smites  the  sons  of  pride  to  death. 

8  These  are  a  portion  of  his  ways, 
But  who  shall  dare  describe  his  face? 

I     Who  can  endure  his  hght?  or  stand 
To  hear  the  thunders  of  his  hand } 

Acy  HYMN  87.  B.  2.  C.  M.  Barby, 

*    The  Divine  Glories  above  our  Reason. 

HOW  wondrous  great,  how  glorious  bright 
Blust  our  Creator  be. 
Who  dwells  amidst  the  dazzling  Irght 
Of  vast  infinity ! 
2  Our  soaring  spirits  upward  rise 
Tow'rd  the  celestial  throne, 


PERFECTIONS 

Fain  would  we  see  the  blessed  Three, 
And  the  Almighty  One. 
3  Our  reason  stretches  ail  its  \\nngs, 
And  climbs  above  the  skies  : 
p     But  still  how  far  beneath  thy  feet 

Our  grovellin?  reason  hes  ! 
p  4  [Lord,  here  we  bend  our  humble  souls, 
And  awfully  adore, 
For  the  Aveak  pinions  of  our  minds 
Can  stretch  a  thought  no  more.] 
5  Thy  glories  infinitely  rise 

Above  our  labouring  tongue  ; 
In  vain  the  liighest  siraph  tries 
To  form  an  equal  song. 
p  6  [In  humble  notes  our  faith  adores 

The  great  mj'sterious  Kins, 
I      "While  angels  strain  their  nobler  powers. 
And  sweep  th'  immortal  string.] 
A  A  PSAL:^I  36.    C.  M.  Park-streec 

■'■•'■•  Practical  Atheism  exposed. 

VirHILE  men  grow  bold  in  wicked  way^, 
»  »    And  yet  a  God  they  own, 
Bly  heart  vnthin  me  often  says, 
'  Their  thoughts  believe  there's  none.' 

2  Their  thoughts  and  ways  at  ouce  declare 

(Whatever  their  hi)s  profess) 
God  hath  no  wrath  for  them  to  fear, 
Nor  will  they  seek  his  grace. 

3  What  strange  self  flattery  blinds  their  eyes  I 

But  there's  a  hastening  hour 
■\Vhen  they  shall  see  with  sore  surprise 
The  terrors  of  tliy  power. 

4  Thy  justice  shall  maintain  its  throne, 

Though  mountains  melt  away  ; 
Thy  judgments  are  a  world  unknown, 
A  deep  unfalhom'd  sea. 

5  Above  the  heaven's  created  rounds, 

Thy  mercies,  Lord,  extend  ; 
Thy  trutli  outlives  the  narrow  bounds 
Where  time  and  nature  end. 

6  Safety  to  man  thy  eoodnesa  brings, 

Nor  overlooks  the  beast ; 
Beneath  the  shadow  of  thy  Avings, 
Thy  children  choose  to  rest 

7  [From  thee,  when  creature-streams  run  low, 

And  mortal  comforts  die, 
Perpetual  springs  of  hfe  shall  flow. 
And  raiie  our  pleaiiures  hiffh. 


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OF  GOu. 

8  Though  all  created  light  decay, 
And  death  close  up  our  eyes, 
Tlx^Tesence  makes  etemal  day 
where  clouds  can  never  rise.] 

PSALM  36.    S.  M.  Watchman. 

'  Tfie  Wicked>iess  of  Man,  and  the  Majesty  of 
God;  or,  practical  Atheism  exposed. 

WHEN  man  grows  bold  in  sin. 
My  heart  within  me  cries, 
'  He  hath  no  faith  of  God  within, 
Nor  fear  before  his  eyes.' 

2  [He  walks  a  while  conceal'd 
In  a  self-flattering  dream, 

Till  his  dark  crimes  at  once  reveal'd 
Expose  his  hateful  name.] 

3  His  heart  is  false  and  foul, 

His  words  are  smooth  and  fair ; 

Wisdom  is  banish'd  from  his  soul. 

And  leaves  no  goodness  there. 

4  He  plots  upon  his  bed 
New  mischiefs  to  fulfil ; 

He  sets  his  heart,  and  hands,  and  head, 
To  practise  all  that's  ill. 

5  But  there's  a  dreadful  God, 
Though  men  renounce  liis  fear : 

His  justice  hid  behind  the  cloud 
Shall  one  great  day  appear. 

6  His  truth  transcends  the  sky ; 
In  heaven  his  mercies  dwell ; 

Deep  as  the  sea  his  judgments  lie, 
His  anger  burns  to  hell. 

7  How  excellent  his  love. 
Whence  all  our  safety  springsl 

O  never  let  my  soul  remove 
From  underneath  liis  wings. 

PSALM  115.    L.  M.  Luton. 

'The  true  God  our  Refuge ;  or,  Idolatry  reproved. 
"VTOT  to  ourselves,  who  are  but  dust, 
-'-^  Not  to  ourselves  is  glory  due, 
Etemal  God,  thou  only  just. 
Thou  only  gracious,  wise  and  true. 

2  Shine  forth  in  all  thy  dreadful  name ; 
Why  should  a  heathen's  haughty  tongue 
Insult  us,  and  to  raise  our  shame, 

Say, '  Where's  the  God  you've  serv'd  so  long  ?'  '* 

3  The  God  we  serve  maintains  his  throne 
Above  the  clouds,  beyond  the  skies, 
Through  all  the  earth  his  will  is  done. 
He  knows  our  groans,  he  hears  our  cries. 


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PERFECTIONS 

4  But  the  vain  idols  they  adore 

Are  senseless  shapes  of  stone  and  wood  , 
At  best  a  mass  of  glittering  ore, 
A  silver  saint,  or  golden  g(jd. 

5  [With  eyes  and  ears  they  carve  their  head. 
Deaf  are  their  ears,  their  eyes  are  blind ; 
In  vain  are  costly  oft'erings  made, 

And  vows  are  scattered  in  the  wind. 

6  Their  feet  were  never  made  to  move, 
Nor  hands  to  save  when  mortals  pray ; 
INIortals  that  pay  them  fear  or  love 
Seem  to  be  blind  and  deaf  as  they.] 

7  0  Israel,  make  the  Lord  thy  hope. 
Thy  help,  thy  refuge,  and  thy  rest ; 
The  Lord  shall  build  thy  ruins  up, 
And  bless  the  people  and  the  priest. 

s  8  The  dead  no  more  can  speak  thy  praise, 
They  dwell  in  silence  ami  the  grave  ; 

I      But  we  shall  live  to  sing  thy  grace. 
And  tell  the  world  thy  power  to  save. 

PSALM  135.    C.  M.  Cambridge. 

Praise  due  to  God,  not  to  Idols. 

AWAKE,  ye  saints  ;  to  praise  your  King, 
Your  sweete.-l  passions  raise. 
Your  pious  pleasure,  whiiis  you  sing, 
Increasing  with  the  praise. 
2  Great  is  the  Lord  ;  and  works  unknown 
Are  his  divine  employ  ; 
But  still  his  saints  are  near  his  throne, 
His  treasure  and  his  joy. 
/  3  Heaven,  earth,  and  sea.  confess  his  hand ; 
He  bids  the  vapours  rise  ; 
Lightning  and  storm  at  his  command 
Sweep  through  the  sounding  skies. 

4  All  power  that  ^ods  or  kings  have  claim'd, 

Is  found  with  him  alone  ; 
But  heathen  gods  should  ne'er  be  nam'd 
Where  our  Jehovah's  known. 

5  Which  of  the  stocks  or  stones  they  trust 

Can  give  them  showers  of  rain? 
In  vain  they  wor.ijiip  glittering  dust, 
And  pray  to  gold  in  vain. 

6  [Their  gods  have  tnnnues  that  cannot  talk, 

Such  as  their  makers  gave : 
Their  feet  were  ne'er  design'd  to  walk, 
Nor  hands  have  power  to  save. 

7  Blind  are  their  eyes,  their  ears  are  deaf 

Nor  hear  when  mortals  pray ; 


OP  GOD. 

Mortals,  that  wait  for  their  relief, 

Are  blind  and  deaf  as  tliey.] 
/  8  Ye  saints,  adore  the  living  God. 

Serve  him  with  faith  and  fear  ; 
He  makes  the  churches  his  abode, 

And  claims  your  honours  there. 

4Q  PSALM  103.  3d  Part,  S.  M.         Thacher. 

*^*  God's  universal  Dominian;  or,  Angels  praise 
the  Lord. 

THE  Lord,  the  sovereign  King, 
Hath  fix'd  his  throne  on  high  ; 
O'er  all  the  heavenly  world  he  rules, 
And  all  beneath  the  sky. 

2  Ye  angels,  great  in  might, 
And  swift  to  do  his  will, 

Bless  ye  the  Lord,  whose  voice  ye  hear, 
Whose  pleasure  ye  fulfil. 

3  Let  the  bright  hosts  who  wait 
The  orders  oflheir  King, 

And  guard  his  churches  when  they  pray, 
Join  in  the  praise  they  sing. 

4  While  all  his  wondrous  works, 
Through  his  vast  kingdom  show 

Their  Maker's  glory,  thou,  my  soul, 
Shalt  sing  his  graces  too. 

4.0  HYxMN  27.  B.  2.  L.  M.  Arnheim. 

TTC/.  praise  ye  him,  all  his  Angels.  Ps.  cxlviii.  2. 

GOD  !  the  eternal  awful  name 
That  the  whole  neavenly  army  fears, 
That  shakes  the  wide  creation's  frame, 
And  Satan  trembles  when  he  hears. 

2  Like  flames  of  fire  his  servants  are. 
And  light  surrounds  his  dwelling  place  j 
But,  O  ye  fiery  flames,  declare 

The  brighter  glories  of  his  face. 

3  'Tis  not  for  such  poor  worms  as  we 
To  speak  so  infinite  a  thing. 

But  your  immortal  eyes  survey 

The  beauties  of  your  sovereign  King. 

4  Tell  how  he  shows  his  smiling  face. 
And  clothes  all  heaven  in  bright  array  ; 
Triumph  and  joy  run  through  the  place, 
And  songs  eternal  as  the  day. 

/  5  Speak,  (for  you  feel  his  burning  love) 

What  zeal  it  spreads  through  all  your  frame : 
That  sacred  fire  dwells  all  above, 
For  we  on  earth  have  lost  the  name. 


PERFECTIONS 

6  [Sing  of  his  power  and  justice  too, 
That  infinite  right  hand  of  his, 
That  vanquished  Satan  and  his  crew, 
When  thunder  drove  them  down  from  blias.] 

7  [What  mighty  storms  of  poison'd  darts 
"Were  hurl'd  upon  the  rebels  there  I 
What  deadly  javelins  nail'd  their  hearts 
Fast  to  the  racks  of  long  despair !] 

I  8  [Shout  to  your  King,  you  heavenly  host, 
You  that  beheld  the  sinking  foe  ; 
Firmly  ye  stood  when  they  were  lost ; 
Praise  the  rich  grace  that  kept  you  so.] 
I  9  Proclaim  his  wonders  from  the  skies, 
Let  every  distant  nation  hear ; 
And  while  you  sound  his  lofty  praise. 
Let  humble  mortals  bow  and  fear. 
KA  PSALM  86.    C.  M.  Braintrce. 

^^»    A  general  Song  of  Praise  to  God. 
A  MONG  the  princes,  earthly  gods, 
-^*-  There's  none  hath  power  divine; 
Nor  is  their  nature,  mighty  Lord, 
Nor  all  their  works  like  tliine. 

2  The  nations  thou  hast  made  shall  bring 

Their  offerings  round  thy  throne  ; 
For  thou  alone  dost  wondrous  things, 
For  thou  art  God  alone. 

3  Lord,  I  would  walk  with  holy  feet : 

Teach  me  thy  heavenly  ways, 
And  my  poor  scatter'd  thoughts  unite 
In  God  my  father's  vjraise. 

4  Great  is  thy  mercy,  and  my  tongue 

Shall  those  sweet  wonders  tell, 
How  by  thy  grace  my  sinking  soul 

Rose  from  the  deeps  of  hell. 
Kl  HYMN  71.  B.  2.  G.  M.  Abridge. 

^  ■*-  *     Praise  to  God  from  all  Creatures. 

THE  glories  of  my  Maker,  God, 
My  joyful  voice  shall  sing. 
And  call  the  nations  to  adore 
Their  Former  and  their  King. 

2  'Twas  his  right  hand  that  shap'dour  clay 

And  wrought  tliis  human  frame. 
But  from  his  own  immediate  breath 
Our  nobler  spirits  came. 

3  We  bring  our  mortal  powers  to  God, 

And  worship  vilh  our  tongues : 
We  claim  some  kindred  with  the  skies, 
And  join  th'  angelic  songs. 


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OF  GOD. 

4  Let  grovelling  beasts  of  every  shape, 

And  fowls  of  every  wing, 
And  rocks,  and  trees,  and  fires,  and  seas, 
Their  various  tribute  bring. 

5  Ye  planets,  to  his  honour  shine, 

And  wheels  of  nature  roll, 
Praise  bim  in  your  unwearied  course 
Around  the  steady  pole. 

6  The  brightness  of  our  Maker's  name 

The  wide  creation  fills, 
And  his  unbounded  grandeur  flies 
Beyond  the  heavenly  hills. 

PSALM  148.    6's  &  S'9.  Bethesda. 

Praise  to  God  from  all  Creatures. 

YE  tribes  of  Adam,  join 
With  heaven,  and  earth,  and  seas, 
And  offer  notes  divine 
To  your  Creator's  praise : 
Ye  holy  throng  Of  angels  bright, 
In  words  of  light  Begin  the  song. 

2  Thou  sun  with  dazzling  rays, 
And  moon  that  rules  the  night, 
Shine  to  your  Maker's  praise, 
"SVith  stars  of  twinkling  light  ; 

His  power  declare.  Ye  floods  on  high, 
And  clouds  that  fly  In  enmpty  air. 

3  The  shining  worlds  above 
In  glorious  order  stand, 
Or  in  swift  courses  move 
By  his  supreme  command : 

He  spake  the  word,  And  all  their  frame 
From  nothing  came,  To  praise  the  Lord. 

4  He  mov'd  their  mighty  wheel 
In  unknown  ages  past. 

And  each  his  word  fulfils, 

While  time  and  nature  last : 
In  different  ways  His  works  proclaim 
His  wondrous  name.  And  speak  his  praise. 

PAUSE. 

5  Let  all  the  earth-born  race, 
And  monsters  of  the  deep. 
The  fish  that  cleave  the  seas, 
Or  in  their  bosom  sleep. 

Prom  sea  and  shore  Their  tribute  pay, 
And  still  display  Their  Maker's  power. 

6  Ye  vapours,  hail,  and  snow. 
Praise  ye  th'  almighty  Lord, 


PERFECTIONS 

And  stormy  winds  that  blow 
To  execute  his  word : 

When  hghtnings  shine,  Or  thunders  roar, 

Let  earth  adore  Ilis  hand  divine. 

7  Ye  ruountains  near  the  skies, 
With  lofty  cedars  there. 
And  trees  of  humbler  size 
That  fruit  in  plenty  bear ; 

Beasts  wild  and  tame.  Birds,  flies,  and  worms, 
In  various  forms.  Exalt  las  name. 

8  Ye  king^.  and  judges,  fear 
The  Lord,  the  sovereign  King  ■ 
And  while  you  rule  us  here, 
His  heavenly  honours  sing  : 

Nor  let  the  dream  Of  power  and  state 
Make  you  forg^et  His  power  supreme. 

9  Virgins,  and  youths,  engage 
To  sound  his  praise  divine, 
While  infancy  and  ag:e 
Their  feebler  voices  join : 

Wide  as  he  reigns  His  name  be  sung 
By  every  tongue,  In  endless  strains. 
10  Let  all  the  nations  fear 
The  GlkI  that  rules  above ; 
He  brings  his  people  near, 
And  makes  I  hem  taste  his  love : 
While  earth  and  sky  Attempt  bis  praise. 
His  saints  shaJl  raise  His  honours  higii. 
e^Q    PSALM  1-18.  Paraphrased.  L.  M.    Newcoiirt, 
*'*'•  Universal  Praise  10  God. 

T  OUD  hallelujahs  to  the  Lord, 
J-*  Prom  distant  worlds  where  creatures  dwell  i 
^  Let  heaven  begin  the  solemn  word. 
And  sound  it  dreadful  down  to  heU. 
Note.     This  psalm  may  be  sum  to  tune  of  I,.  M.  6  Hnif, 
if  these  two  lines  be  added  to  every  stanza,  namely. 
Each  of  his  works  his  name  displays, 
But  they  can  ne'er  fulfil  the  praise. 
Otherwise  it  must  be  sung  to  the  usual  tunes  of  the 
t.on?  Meire. 

2  The  Lord !  how  absolute  he  reigns  I 
Let  every  angel  bend  the  knee  ; 
Sing  of  his  love  in  heaven!  v  strains, 
And  speak  how  fierce  his  terrors  bo. 

3  High  on  a  throne  his  elones  dwell, 
An  a^fiil  throne  of  .shining  bliss  : 
Fly  through  the  world,  0  sun,  and  tell 
How  dark  thy  beams  compar'd  to  his. 


OF  GCD, 

4  Awake,  ye  tempests,  and  his  fame 
In  sounds  of  dreadliil  praise  declarfc ; 
And  tlie  sweet  whisper  of  liis  name 
Fill  every  gentler  breeze  of  air. 

5  Let  clouds,  and  winds,  and  waves  agree 
To  join  their  praise  with  blazing  fire  ; 
Let  the  firm  earth,  and  rolling  sea, 

In  this  eternal  song  conspire. 
P  6  Ye  flowery  plains,  proclaim  liis  skill ; 
Valleys,  lie  low  before  his  eye : 
And  let  his  praise  from  every  iiill 
Rise  tuneful  to  the  neighbouring  sky. 

7  Ye  stubborn  oaks,  and  stately  pines, 
Bend  your  high  branches  and  adore : 
Praise  liim  ye  beasts,  in  difterent  strains. 
The  lamb  must  bleat,  the  lion  roar. 

8  Birds,  ye  must  make  his  praise  your  theme. 
Nature  demands  a  song  from  you  ; 
While  the  dumb  fish  that  cut  the  stream 
Leap  up,  and  mean  his  praises  too. 

9  Mortals,  can  you  refrain  your  tongue, 
AVhen  nature  all  around  you  sings ! 

I      0  tor  a  shout  from  old  and  young, 
From  humble  swains  and  lofty  Idngs ! 

10  Wide  as  his  vast  dominion  lies. 
Make  the  Creator's  name  be  known  ; 
Loud  as  his  thunder  shout  his  praise, 
And  sound  it  lofty  as  his  throne. 

11  Jehovah!  'tis-.a  glorious  word, 
0  may  it  dwell  on  every  tongue ! 

But  saints  who  best  have  known  the  Lord 
Are  bound  to  raise  the  noblest  song. 

12  Spealc  of  the  wonders  of  that  love 
Wiiich  Gabriel  plays  on  every  chord : 

CI     From  all  below  and  all  above, 
Loud  hallelujahs  to  the  Lord ! 

54.  PSALM  148.  S.  M.  Sut 

Universal  Praise. 

LET  every  creature  join 
To  praise  th'  eternal  God  ; 
Ye  heavenly  hosts,  the  song  begin. 
And  sound  his  name  abroad. 

2  Thou  sun  with  golden  beams, 
And  moon  with  paler  rays, 

Ye  starry  lights,  ye  twinkling  flames. 
Shine  to  your  Maker's  praise. 

3  He  built  those  worlds  above, 
And  fi.\'d  their  wondrous  frame ; 

4 


CREATION  AND 

Br  his  command  they  stand  or  move. 
And  ever  speak  his  name. 

4  Ye  vapours,  when  ye  rise, 
Or  fall  in  showers  or  snow, 

Ye  thunders,  murm'ring  round  the  skies, 
His  power  and  glory  show. 

5  Wind,  hail,  and  flashing-  fire, 
Agree  to  praise  the  Lord, 

When  ye  in  dreadful  storms  conspire 
To  execute  his  word. 

6  By  all  his  works  ahove 
His  honours  be  exprest ; 

But  saints  that  taste  his  saving  love 
Should  sing  his  praises  best. 


CREATION  AND  PROVIDENCE. 


K  K  HYMN  147.  B.  2.  C.  fli.       Swanwirh. 

^*^»  The  Creation  of  the  World,  Gen.  i. 
7\^0ir  let  a  spacious  world  arise, 
-L  »  Said  the  Creator-Lord : 
At  once  the  obedient  earth  and  skies. 
Rose  at  his  sovereign  word. 

2  [Dark  was  the  deep  ;  the  waters  lay 

Confus'd,  and  drown'd  the  land  : 
Hecall'd  the  light ;  the  new-born  day 
Attends  on  hSs  command. 

3  He  bids  the  clouds  a.^cend  on  high  ; 

The  clouds  ascend  and  bear 
A  watery  treasure  to  the  sky. 
And  float  on  softer  air. 

4  The  liquid  element  below 

Was  pather'd  by  his  hand ; 

The  rolling  seas  together  flow. 

And  leave  the  solid  land. 

5  Witn  nerbs  and  plants,  a  flowery  birth, 

The  naked  globe  lie  crown'd. 
Ere  there  was  rain  to  bless  the  earth, 
Or  sun  to  warm  the  ground. 

6  Then  he  adom'd  the  upper  skies  ; 

Behold  the  sun  appears. 
The  moon  and  stars  in  order  rise. 
To  mark  our  months  and  years. 

7  Out  of  the  deep  th'  almighty  King 

Did  vital  beings  frame. 
The  painted  fowls  oi'  every  wing, 
And  fish  of  every  name.] 


PROVIDENCE. 

8  He  gave  the  bon  and  the  worm 

At  once  their  wondrous  birth, 

And  grazing  beasts  of  various  form 

Rose  from  the  teeming  earth. 

9  Adam  was  formed  of  equal  clay, 

Though  sovereign  of  the  rest, 

Design 'd  for  nobler  ends  than  they, 

With  God's  own  image  bless'd. 

10  Thus  glorious  in  the  Maker's  eye 

The  young  creation  stood ; 
He  saw  the  building  from  on  high, 
His  word  pronounc'd  it  good. 

11  Lord,  while  the  frame  of  nature  stands. 

Thy  praise  shall  fill  my  tongue  ; 
But  the  new  world  of  grace  demands 
A  more  exalted  song. 
K£»  PSALM  139.  2d  Part.  L.  M.        Islington. 

*J\Jt  Tlie  loonderful  Fonnation  of  Man. 

»nnWA3  from  thy  hand,  my  God,  I  came, 

J-  A  work  of  such  a  curious  frame. 
In  me  thy  fearful  wonders  shine. 
And  each  proclaims  thy  skill  dinne. 

2  Thine  eyes  did  all  my  limbs  survey. 
Which  yet  in  dark  confusion  lay. 
Thou  saw'st  the  daily  growth  they  took, 
Form'd  'oy  the  model  of  thy  book. 

3  By  thee  my  growing  parts  were  nam'd, 
And  what  thy  sovereign  counsels  fram'd, 
(The  breathing  lungs,  the  beating  heart) 
Were  copied  with  unerring  art. 

4  At  last,  to  show  my  Maker's  name, 
God  stamp'd  his  image  on  ray  frame. 
And  in  some  unknown  moment  join'd 
The  finish'd  members  to  the  mind. 

5  There  the  young  seeds  of  though t,i)egan, 
And  all  the  passions  of  the  man  : 
Great  God,  our  infant  nature  pays 
Immortal  tribute  to  thy  praise. 

^*y        PSALM  139.  2d  Part.  C.  M.       Pembroke. 

*  •  The  Wisdom  of  God  in  the  Formation  of  Man, 
XtTUE^  I  with  pleasing  wonder  stand, 
"»    And  all  my  frame  survey. 
Lord,  'tis  thy  work  ;  I  own  thy  hand 
Thus  built  my  humble  clay. 
2  Thy  hand  my  heart  and  reins  possest, 
Where  unborn  nature  grew, 
Thy  wisdom  all  my  features  trac'd 
And  all  my  members  drew. 


CREATION  AND 

3  Thine  eye  with  nicest  care  sun-ey'd 

The  growth  of  every  part : 
Till  the  whole  scheme  thy  thoughts  had  laid 
^Vas  copied  by  thy  art. 

4  Heaven,  earth,  and  sea,  and  fire,  and  wind, 

Show  me  thy  wondrous  skill ; 
But  I  review  myself,  and  find 
Diviner  wonders  still. 

5  Thy  awful  glories  round  me  shine, 

My  flesh  proclaims  thy  praise  ; 
Lord,  to  thy  works  of  nature  join 
Thy  miracles  of  grace. 
KQ       PSALM  in.  1st  Part.  C.  M.       St.  Davids 
^^'  The  Wisdom  of  God  in  his  Works. 
I      OOXGS  of  immortal  praise  belong 
•^  To  luy  almighty  God  ; 
He  has  my  heart,  and  he  my  tongue 
To  spread  his  name  abroad. 

2  How  great  the  works  his  hand  has  wrought ! 

How  glorious  in  our  sight ! 
Good  men  in  every  age  nave  sought 
His  wonders  with  dehgbt. 

3  How  most  exact  is  nature's  frame ! 

How  wise  th'  Eternal  Mind! 
His  counsels  never  change  the  scheme 
That  his  first  thoughts  design'd. 

4  When  he  redeem'd  his  chosen  sons, 

He  fix'd  his  covenant  sure  : 
The  orders  that  his  lips  pronounce 
To  endless  years  endure. 

5  Nature  and  time,  and  earth  and  skies, 

Thy  heavenly  skill  proclaim  : 
What  shall  we  do  to  make  us  wise, 
But  learn  to  read  thy  name ! 

6  To  fear  tliy  power,  to  trust  thy  grace. 

Is  our  divinest  skill  .- 
And  he"s  the  wisest  of  our  race 
That  best  obeys  thy  will. 

PSALM  100.  1st  Part.  L.  M.        RothweD 
Praise  to  our  Creator. 

YE  nations  of  the  earth,  rejoice 
Before  the  Lord,  your  sovereign  King; 
Serve  him  with  cheerlui  heart  and  voice, 
With  all  your  tongues  liis  glory  sing. 
2  The  Lord  is  God  ;  'tis  ha  alone 
Doth  life,  and  breath,  and  being  give : 
We  are  his  work,  and  notour  own. 
The  sheep  that  on  liis  pastures  live. 


59 


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PROVIDENCE. 

/  3  Enter  his  gates  with  sonss  of  joy, 
"With  praises  to  his  courts  repair, 
And  make  it  your  divine  employ 
To  pay  your  thanks  and  honours  there. 
•  4  The  Lord  is  good,  the  Lord  is  kind ; 
Great  is  his  grace,  his  mercy  sure  ; 
And  the  whole  race  of  man  shall  find 
His  truth  from  age  to  age  endure. 

60.    PSAL!\I  100.  2d  Part.  L.  M.    Old  Hundred. 

►EFORE  Jehovah's  awful  throne, 
Ye  nations,  bow  with  sacred  joy : 
Know  that  the  Lord  is  God  alone ; 
He  can  create,  and  he  destroy. 

2  His  sovereign  power  without  our  aid 
Made  us  ot  clay,  and  form'd  us  men  ; 

And  when  like  wandering  sheep  we  stray'd. 
He  brought  us  to  his  fold  again. 

3  We  are  his  people,  we  his  care, 
Our  souls,  and  all  our  mortal  trame : 
What  lasting  honours  shall  we  rear, 
Almighty  Maker,  to  thy  name ! 

^4  We'll  crowd  thy  gates  with  thankful  songs, 
High  as  the  heavens  our  voices  raise  ; 
And  earth  with  her  tea  thousand  tongues 
Shall  till  thy  courts  with  sounding  praise. 
5  Wide  as  the  world  is  thy  command, 
Vast  as  eternity  thy  love  ; 
Firm  as  a  rock  thy  truth  must  stand. 
When  rolling  years  shall  cease  to  move. 

PSALM  33.  1st  Part.  C.  M.         Arlington. 
•  Works  of  Creatimi  and,  Providence. 

REJOICE,  ye  righteous,  in  the  Lord, 
This  work  belongs  to  you : 
Sing  of  his  name,  his  ways,  his  word, 
How  holy,  just,  and  true ! 

2  His  mercy  and  his  righteousness 
Let  heaven  and  earth  proclami ; 

His  works  of  nature  and  of  grace 
Reveal  his  wondrous  name. 

3  His  wisdom  and  almighty  word 
The  heavenly  arches  spread ; 

And  hy  the  Spirit  of  the  Lord 
"Their  sliining  hosts  were  made. 

4  He  bade  the  liquid  waters  flow 
To  their  appointed  deep  ; 

The  flowing  seas  their  hmits  know, 
And  their  own  station  keep. 


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448R0H 


CREATION  AXD 

5  Ye  tenants  of  the  spacious  earth, 

"With  fear  betbre  him  stand  ; 
He  spake,  and  nature  took  its  birth, 
And  resta  on  his  comniand. 

6  He  scorns  the  angrj'  nations'  rage. 

And  breaks  their  vain  aesigns  ; 
His  counsel  stands  through  every  age, 
And  in  full  glory  shines. 
02.  PSALM  33.    L.  P.  M.        Ps.  46th. 

YE  holy  souls,  in  God  rejoice, 
Your  Maker's  praise  becomes  your  voice 
Great  is  yoiu  theme,  your  songs  be  new : 
Sing  of  his  name,  his  word,  his  ways, 
His  works  of  nature  and  of  grace. 
How  wise  and  holy,  just  and  true ! 

2  Justice  and  truth  he  ever  loves, 

And  the  whole  earth  his  goodness  proves. 
His  word  the  heavenly  arches  spread ; 

How  wide  they  shine  from  north  to  south ! 

And  by  the  spirit  of  his  mouth 
"Were  all  the  starry  armies  made. 

3  He  gathers  the  wide-flowing  seas, 
Tliose  watery  treasures  know  their  place. 

In  the  vast  storehouse  of  the  deep  : 
He  spake,  an!  ^ave  all  nature  birth  : 
And  fires,  and  seas,  and  heaven,  and  earth, 

His  everlasting  orders  keep. 

4  Let  mortals  tremble  and  adore 
A  God  of  such  resistless  power. 

Nor  dare  indulge  their  feeble  rage  : 
Vain  are  your  thoughts,  and  weak  your  hand»  : 
But  his  eternal  counsel  stands. 
And  rules  the  world  from  age  to  age. 
f^C*  PSAL3I 121.  L.  M.  Shofti 

^^*  Dicine  Protection. 

■P  to  the  hills  I  lift  mine  eyes, 
Th'  eternal  hills  beyond  the  skies ; 
Thence  ail  her  help  my  soul  derives ; 
There  my  Almighty  refuge  lives. 

2  He  lives,  the  everlasting  God, 

That  built  the  world,  that  spread  the  flood  ; 
The  heavens  with  all  their  hosts  he  made. 
And  the  dark  regions  of  the  dead. 

3  He  guides  our  feet,  he  guards  our  way  r 
His  morning  smiles  bless  all  the  day ; 
He  spreads  the  evening-veil,  and  keeps 
The  silent  hours  while  Israel  sleeps. 

p  4  Israel,  a  name  di%-inely  blest, 
Blay  rise  secure,  securely  rest ; 


U' 


I 


PROVIDENCE. 
Thy  holy  Guardian's  wakeful  eyes 
Admit  no  slumber  nor  surprise. 

5  No  sun  shall  smite  thy  head  by  day, 
Kor  the  pale  moon  wiiii  sickly  ray 
Shall  blast  thy  couch  :  no  baleful  star 
Diirt  his  malignant  trc  so  far. 

6  Should  earth  and  heli  with  malice  bum, 
Still  thou  shall  go  and  still  return 
Safe  in  the  Lord  ••  his  heavenly  caie 
Defends  tl;y  hfe  from  every  snare. 

7  On  thee  foul  spirits  have  no  power  ; 
And  in  thy  last  departing  hour 
Angels,  that  trace  the  airy  road, 
Shall  baar  thee  homeward  to  thy  God. 


64. 


PSALM  121.    C.  M.  Irish. 

Preservation  by  Day  and  Night. 


TO  heaven  I  lii't  my  waiting  eyes, 
There  ail  my  hopes  are  laid : 
The  Lord  that  built  the  earth  and  skies 
Is  my  perpetual  aid. 

2  Their  feet  shall  never  slide  to  fall. 

Whom  he  designs  to  keep  ; 
p    His  ear  attends  tne  softest  call, 
His  eyes  can  never  sleep. 

3  He  will  sustain  our  weakest  powers 

With  his  almighty  arm, 
And  watch  our  most  unguarded  hours 

Against  surprising  harm. 
/  4  Israel,  rejoice  and  rest  secure, 

Thy  keeper  is  the  Lord  : 
His  wakeful  eyes  employ  his  power 

For  thine  eternal  guard. 

5  Nor  scorching  sun,  nor  sickly  moon, 

Shall  iiave  his  leave  to  smite  : 
He  shields  thy  head  from  burning  noon, 
From  blasting  damps  at  night. 

6  He  guards  thy  soul,  he  keeps  thy  breath 

Where  thickest  dangers  come  ; 

Go  and  return,  secure  from  death, 

Till  God  commands  thee  home. 

^C    PSALM  121.  H.  M.  or6's  &  8's.  Portsmouth. 
God  our  Preserver. 

UPAVARD  I  lift  mine  eyes, 
From  God  is  all  mine  aid  ; 
The  God  that  built  the  skies, 
And  earth  and  nature  made  : 
God  is  the  tower  To  which  I  fly ; 
His  grace  is  nijh  In  every  hour. 


CREATION  AND 

2  My  feet  sbaJl  never  slide 
And  fall  in  fatal  snares, 

Since  God,  my  guanl  and  guide, 

Defends  me  from  my  fears  : 
Those  wakefiil  eyes  That  never  sleep 
Shall  Israel  keep  When  dangers  rise. 

3  No  burning  heats  by  day, 
Nor  blasts  of  evenine  air 
Shall  take  my  health  away. 
If  God  be  with  me  there  : 

Thou  art  my  sun,  And  thou  ray  shade, 
To  guard  my  head  By  night  or  noon. 
p  4  Hast  thou  not  given  thy  word 
To  save  my  soul  from  death  ! 
And  I  can  trust  my  Lord 
To  keep  my  mortal  breath  : 
I'll  gf>  and  come,  Nor  fear  to  die, 
Till  from  on  high  Thou  call  me  home. 
f*£^  HYMN  19.  B.  2.  C.  M.  London. 

^"*  Our  Bodies  frail,  and  God  our  Preserver. 

LET  others  boast  how  strong  they  be, 
Nor  death  nor  danger  fear : 
But  we'll  confess,  0  Lord,  to  thee. 
What  feeble  things  we  are. 
2  Fresh  as  the  irrass  our  bodies  stand. 
And  tiourish  bright  and  gay, 
A  blasting  wind  sweeps  o'er  the  land, 
And  fades  the  grass  away. 
p  3  Our  life  contains  a  thousand  springs. 
And  dies  if  one  be  gone ; 
Strange !  that  a  harp  of  thousand  strings, 
Should  keep  in  tune  so  long. 

4  But  'tis  our  God  supports  our  frame, 

The  God  who  built  us  first ; 

Salvation  to  th'  Almighty  Name 

Tiiat  rear'd  us  from  the  dust. 

5  [He  spoke,  and  straieht  our  hearts  and  brains 

In  all  their  motions  rose ; 
Let  blood  fsaid  he)  Jlow  round  the  veins, 
And  round  the  veins  it  flows. 
4  6  While  we  have  breath,  or  use  our  tongues. 
Our  Maker  we'll  adore  ; 
His  Spirit  moves  our  hea\ing  lungs, 
Or  they  would  breathe  no  more.] 
a  J  HYMN  83.  B.  1.  C.  M.  Bangor. 

^  *  *  Afflictions  and  Death  vnder  Providerwe. 

NOT  from  the  dust  affliction  grows. 
Nor  troubles  rise  by  chance  ; 
Yet  we  are  born  to  cares  and  woes, 
A  sad  inheritance. 


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PROVIDENCE. 

2  As  sparks  break  out  from  burning  coals, 

And  atill  are  upwards  borne, 
So  grief  is  rooted  in  our  souls, 
And  man  grows  up  to  mourn. 

3  Yet  with  my  God  I  leave  my  cause, 

And  trust  his  promis'd  grace  ; 
He  rules  me  by  his  well-known  laws 
Of  love  and  righteousness. 

4  Not  all  the  pains  that  e'er  I  bore 

Shall  spoil  my  future  peace, 
For  death  and  hell  can  do  no  more 
Than  what  my  Father  please. 

PSALM  65.  2d  Part.  L.  M.  ^\ 

•        The  God  of  Nafure,  and  Grace. 
s      rriHE  God  of  our  salvation  hears 

-•-  The  groans  of  Sion  mix'd  with  tears ; 
Yet  when  he  comes  with  kind  designs 
Through  all  the  way  his  terror  shines. 

2  On  liim  the  race  of  man  depends, 
Far  as  the  earth's  remotest  ends. 
Where  the  Creator's  name  is  known 
By  nature's  feeble  light  alone. 

3  Sailors,  that  travel  o'er  the  flood, 
Address  their  frighted  souls  to  God, 
When  tempests  rage  and  billows  roar 
At  dreadful  distance  from  the  shore. 

4  He  bids  the  noisy  tempests  cease ; 
He  calms  the  raging  crowd  to  peace, 
When  a  tumultuous  nation  raves 
Wild  as  the  winds,  and  loud  as  waves. 

5  Whole  kingdoms  shaken  by  the  storm 
He  settles  in  a  peaceful  form  ; 
Mountains  establish 'd  by  his  hand 
Firm  on  their  old  foundation  stand. 

/  6  Behold  his  ensigns  sweep  the  sky, 
New  comets  blaze  and  lightnings  fly, 
The  heathen  lands,  with  swift  surprise, 
From  the  bright  horrors  turn  their  eyes. 

7  At  his  command  the  morning  ray 
Smiles  in  the  east  and  leads  the  day ; 
He  guides  the  sun's  declining  wheels 
Over  the  tops  of  western  hills. 

h  Seasons  and  times  obey  his  voice ; 
The  evening  and  the  morn  rejoice 
To  see  the  earth  made  soft  with  showers. 
Laden  with  fruit  and  drest  in  flowers. 

9  'Tia  from  his  watery  stores  on  high. 
He  gives  the  thirsty  ground  supply ; 


CREATION  AND 

He  walks  upon  the  clouds,  and  thence 
Doth  his  enriching  drops  dispense. 

10  The  desert  grows  a  fruitful  field, 
Abundaot  food  the  valleys  yield  ; 
The  valleys  shout  with  cheerlul  voice, 
And  neighb'ring  hills  repeat  their  joys. 

11  The  pastures  smile  in  green  array, 
There  lambs  and  larger  cattle  play ; 
The  larger  cattle  and  the  iamb 

Each  in  his  language  speaks  thy  name. 
Z  12  Thy  works  pronounce  thy  power  divine ; 
O'er  every  field  thy  glories  shine  ; 
Through  every  month  thy  gifts  appear ; 
Great  God !  thy  goodness  crowns  the  year. 

/^Q         PSALM  107.  4th  Part.  L.  M.      Nantwicli 
^*^'  Deliverance  from  Storms  and  Shipwreck. 
I      "\\rOULD  you  behold  the  works  of  God, 
'  '    His  wonders  in  the  world  abroad, 
Go  with  the  mariners,  and  trace 
The  unknown  regions  of  the  seas. 
2  They  leave  their  native  shores  behind, 
And  seize  the  favour  of  the  wind. 
Till  God  commands,  and  tempests  rise 
That  heave  the  ocean  to  the  skies. 
p  3  Now  to  the  heavens  they  mount  amain. 
Now  sink  to  dreadful  deeps  again  ; 
AVhat  strange  affrights  young  sailors  feel. 
And  like  a  staggering  drunkard  reel ! 

4  "When  land  is  far,  and  death  is  nigh, 
Lost  to  all  hope,  to  God  tliey  cry  ; 
His  mercy  hears  their  loud  address. 
And  sends  salvation  in  distress. 

5  He  bids  the  winds  their  wrath  assuage, 
'I'lie  furious  waves  forget  their  rage ; 
'Tis  calm,  and  sailors  smile  to  see 
The  haven  ^vhere  they  wish'd  to  be. 

ISO  may  the  sons  of  men  record 

The  wondrous  goodness  of  the  Lord ! 
Let  them  their  private  offerings  bring. 
And  in  the  church  liis  glory  sing. 

>rr\         P3AL3I 107.  4th  Part.  C.  M.      Rochcstci 

txJ*  The  Mariner's  Hymn. 

THY  works  of  glory,  mighfy  Lord, 
Thy  wond'TS  in  the  deeps. 
The  sons  of  courage  shall  record, 
AVho  trade  ia  floataig  ships. 
2  At  thy  command  the  winds  arise. 
And  swell  the  tow"  ring  waves  ; 


PROVIDENCE. 
The  men,  astonish'd,  mount  the  skiea, 
And  sink  in  gaping  graves. 
3  [Again  they  climb  the  watery  hills, 
And  plunge  in  deeps  again  ; 
Each  like  a  tottering  drunkard  reels, 
And  finds  iiis  courage  vain. 
p  4  Frighted  to  hear  the  tempest  roar, 
They  pant  with  fluttering  breath, 
And,  hopeless  of  the  distant  shore, 
Expect  immediate  death.] 
5  Then  to  the  Lord  they  raise  their  cries, 
He  hears  their  loud  request. 
And  orders  silence  through  the  skies. 
And  lays  the  floods  to  rest. 
/  6  Sailors  rejoice  to  lose  their  fears, 
And  see  the  storm  allay'd ; 
Now  to  their  eyes  the  port  appears : 
There  let  their  vows  be  paid. 
7  'Tis  God  that  brings  them  safe  to  land ; 
Let  stupid  mortals  know 
That  waves  are  under  his  command. 
And  all  the  winds  that  blow. 
I  8  0  that  the  sons  of  men  would  praise 
The  goodness  of  the  Lord  ! 
And  those  that  see  thy  wondrous  ways, 
Thy  wondrous  love  record  I 

'Tl  HYMN  109.  B.  2.  L.  M.  Putney. 

<  J.  •        qif.^  Darkness  of  Providence. 
p     T  ORD,  we  adore  thy  vast  designs, 
-■-^  The  obscure  abyss  of  providence. 
Too  deep  to  sound  with  mortal  lines, 
Too  dark  to  view  with  feeble  sense. 

2  Now  thou  array'st  thine  awful  face 
In  anevy  frowns,  without  a  smile  ; 

We  through  the  cloud  believe  thy  gi^ace, 
Secure  of  thy  compassion  still. 

3  Through  seas  and  storms  of  deep  distress 
"We  sail  by  faith,  and  not  by  sight; 
Faith  guides  us  in  the  wilderness 
Tlirough  all  the  terrors  of  the  night. 

p  4  Dear  Father,  if  thy  lifted  rod 
Resolve  to  scourge  us  here  below, 
Still  let  us  lean  upon  our  God, 
Thine  arm  shall  bear  us  safely  through, 

PSALM  73.  S.  M.  Sutton. 

The  Mystery  of  Providence  unfolded,. 

SURE  there's  a  righteous  God, 
Nor  is 'religion  vain, 


72, 


CREATION  AND 

Though  men  of  %ice  may  boast  aloud, 
And  men  of  grace  complam. 

2  I  saw  the  %\icked  rise, 
And  felt  my  heart  repine, 

While  haughty  fools  with  scornful  eyes 
In  robes  of  honour  shine. 

3  Pamper'd  with  wanton  ease. 
Their  flesh  looks  full  and  fair, 

Their  wealth  rolls  in  like  flowing  seas, 
And  grows  without  their  care. 

4  Free  from  the  plagues  and  pains 
That  pious  souls  endure. 

Through  all  their  life  oppression  reigns. 
And  racks  the  humble  poor. 

5  Their  impious  tongues  blaspheme 
The  everlasting  God ; 

Their  malice  blasts  the  good  man's  name, 
And  spreads  their  lies  abroad. 
p  6     But  1  with  flowing  tears 

Indulg'd  my  doubts  to  rise  ; 
*  Is  there  a  God  that  sees  or  hears 
'  The  things  below  the  skies !' 

7  The  tumults  of  my  thought 
Held  me  in  hard  suspense, 

Til!  to  thy  house  my  feet  were  brought 
To  learn  thy  justice  thence. 

8  Thy  word  ^dth  light  and  power 
Did  my  mistakes  amend  ; 

I  view'd  the  sinners'  lite  before, 
But  here  I  learnt  their  end. 

9  On  what  a  slippery  steep 
The  thoughtless  wretches  go ; 

And  O  that  dreadPil  fiery  deep 
That  waits  their  fall  below  1 
p  10     Lord,  at  thy  feet  I  bow. 

My  thoughts  no  more  repine  ; 
I  call  my  God  my  portion  now. 
And  all  my  powers  are  thine. 
»yO  PSALM  73.  1st  Part  C.  M.         Dwndoo. 

•  *-^*  Ajfflicted  Saints  Jiappy,  and  prosperous  Simiert 
cursed. 
row  I'm  convinc'd  the  Lord  is  kind 
To  men  of  heart  sincere, 
Yet  once  my  foolish  thoughts  repin'd, 
And  border'd  on  despair. 
p  2  I  griev'd  to  see  the  wicked  thrive, 
And  spoke  with  angry  breath, 
'  How  pleasant,  and  profane  they  live  ! 
'  How  peaceful  is  their  death  1 


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PROVIDENCE. 

3  '  Wi»h  well  fed  flesh  and  iiaughty  eyes 
'  They  lay  their  fears  to  sleeiJ ; 
'  Against  the  heavens  their  slanders  rise, 
'While  saints  in  silence  weep. 
i  '  In  vain  I  lift  my  hands  to  pray, 
'  And  cleanse  my  heart  in  vain, 
'For  I  am  ch&sten'd  all  the  day, 
'  The  night  renews  my  pain." 

5  Yet  while  my  tongue  indulg'd  complaints, 

I  felt  my  heart  reprove  ; 
'Sure  I  shall  thus  otfend  thy  saints, 
'  And  grieve  the  men  I  love.' 

6  But  still  I  found  my  doubts  too  hard, 

The  conflict  too  severe, 
Till  I  retir'd  to  search  thy  word, 
And  learn  thy  secrets  there. 

7  There,  as  in  some  prophetic  glass, 

I  saw  the  sinner's  feet 
High  mounted  on  a  slippery  place. 
Beside  a  fieiy  pit. 

8  I  heard  the  wretch  profanely  boast, 

Till  at  thy  frown  he  fell ; 
His  honours  in  a  dream  were  lost. 
And  he  awakes  in  hell. 

9  Lord,  what  an  envious  fool  I  was  1 

How  like  a  thoughtless  beast! 
Thus  to  suspect  tiiy  promis'd  grace. 
And  think  the  wicked  blest. 
10  Yet  I  was  kept  from  tell  despair, 
Upheld  by  power  unknown  ; 
That  blessed  hand  that  broke  the  snare, 
Shall  guide  me  to  thy  throne. 

PSALM  9.  2d  Part.  C.  M.       Canterbury. 
The  Wisdom  and  Equity  of  Providence. 
"HEN  the  great  Jud^e,  supreme  and  just, 
Shall  once  inciuire  lor  blood. 
The  humble  souls,  that  mourn  in  dust, 
Shall  find  a  faithful  God. 

2  He  from  the  dreadful  gates  of  death 

Does  his  own  children  raise  ;' 
InZion's  gates,  with  cheerful  breath. 
They  sing  their  Father's  praise. 

3  Hi*  foes  shall  fall  with  heedless  feet 

Into  the  pit  they  made  ; 
And  sinners  perish  in  the  net 
That  their  <jwn  hands  have  spread. 

4  Thus  by  thy  judgments,  mighty  God  1 

Are  thy  deep  counsels  known  ; 
When  men  ot  mischief  are  destroy'd, 
The  snare  must  be  their  own. 


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PSALM  36.    L.  31.  Portugal. 

General  Providence  and  special  Grace. 

HIGH  in  the  heavens,  eternal  God, 
Thy  goodness  in  full  glory  shines : 
Thy  truth  shall  break  through  every  cloud 
That  veils  and  darkens  thy  designs. 

2  For  ever  firm  thy  justice  stands, 

As  mountains  their  foundations  keep  ; 
Wise  are  the  wonders  of  thy  hands  ; 
Thy  judgments  are  a  mighty  deep. 

3  Thy  providence  is  kind  and  large, 
Both  man  and  beast  thy  bounty  share : 
The  whole  i:reation  is  thy  charge, 
But  saints  are  thy  peculiar  care. 

4  My  God  I  how  excellent  thy  grace, 
"Whence  all  our  hope  and  coinfort  springs  I 
The  sons  of  Adam  in  distress 

Fly  to  the  shadow  of  thy  wings. 
p  5  From  the  provisions  of  thy  house 

We  shall  be  fed  witli  sweet  repast ; 

There  mercy  like  a  river  flows. 

And  brings  salvation  to  our  taste. 
/  6  Life,  like  a  fountain  rich  and  free. 

Springs  from  the  presence  of  the  Lord ; 

And  in  thy  light  our  souls  shall  see 

The  glories  promi^'d  in  thy  word. 

y^J         PSALM  147.  1st  Part.  L.  M.    Duke-street. 
'  ^'  The  Divine  Nature,  Providence,  and  Grace. 

PRAISE  ye  the  Lord  ;  'tis  good  to  raise 
Our  hearts  and  voices  in  his  praise  ; 
His  nature  and  his  works  innte 
To  make  this  duty  our  delight. 

2  The  Lord  builds  up  Jerusalem, 
And  gathers  nations  to  his  name  ; 
His  mercy  melts  the  stubborn  soul. 
And  makes  the  broken  spirit  whole. 

3  He  form'd  the  stars,  those  heavenly  flames, 
He  counts  their  numbers,  calls  their  names  : 
His  wisdom's  vast,  and  knows  no  hound, 

A  deep  where  all  our  thoughts  are  drown'd. 

4  Great  is  our  Lord,  and  great  hii  might  ; 
And  all  his  glories  infinite : 

He  crowns  the  meek,  rewards  the  just, 
And  treads  the  wicked  to  the  dust. 

PAUSE. 

5  Sing  to  the  Lord,  exalt  him  high, 

Who  spreads  his  clouds  all  round  the  sky ; 


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PROVIDENCE. 

There  he  prepares  the  fruitful  rain, 
Nor  lets  the  drops  descend  in  vain, 
s  He  makes  the  grass  the  hills  adorn, 
And  clothes  the  smiling  fields  with  com ; 
The  heasts  with  food  his  hands  supply, 
And  the  young  ravens  when  they  cry. 
7  What  is  the  creature's  skill  or  force, 
The  Sprightly  man,  the  warlike  horse, 
The  nimble  wit,  the  active  limb? 
All  are  too  mean  delights  for  him. 
S  But  saints  are  lovely  in  his  sight ; 
He  views  his  children  with  delight : 
He  sees  their  hope,  he  knows  their  fear, 
And  looks  and  loves  his  image  there. 
'YY  PSALM  136.  L.  M.  Rothwell. 

•  '  •  God's  Wonders  of  Creation,  Providence,  Re- 
deroiption,  and  Salvation. 
^VE  to  our  God  immortal  praise  ; 
Mercy  and  truth  are  ail  his  ways : 
'  Wonders  of  grace  to  God  belong, 
'  Repeat  his  mercies  in  your  song.' 

2  Give  to  the  Lord  of  lords  renown. 
The  King  of  kings  with  glory  crown  ; 
'  His  mercies  ever  shall  endure, 

'  When'  lord  and  kings  are  known  '  no  more.' 

3  He  built  the  earth,  he  spread  the  sky, 
And  fix'd  the  starry  lights  on  high  : 

'  Wonders  of  grace  to  God  belong, 
'  Repeat  his  mercies  in  your  song.' 

4  He  fills  the  sun  with  morning  light, 
He  bids  the  moon  direct  the  night : 
■  His  mercies  ever  shall  endure, 

'  When'  suns  and  moons  shall  shine  '  no  more.' 

5  The  Jews  he  freed  from  Pharaoh's  hand. 
And  brought  them  to  the  promis'd  land  • 

'  Wonders  of  grace  to  God  belong, 
'  Repeat  his  mercies  in  your  song.' 

6  He  saw  the  Gentiles  dead  in  sin, 
And  felt  his  pity  work  within  : 

'  His  mercies  ever  shall  epdure, 

'  When'  death  and  sin  shall  reign  '  no  more.' 

7  He  sent  his  Son  with  power  to  save 
From  guilt,  and  darkness,  and  the  grave  : 
'  Wonders  of  grace  to  God  belong, 

'  Repeat  his  mercies  in  your  song.' 

8  Through  this  vain  worhl  he  guides  our  feet, 
And  leads  us  to  liis  heavenly  seat : 

'  His  mercies  ever  shah  endure, 

'  When'  this  vain  world  shall  be  no  more.' 


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yo  PSALM  68.  3d  Part.  L.  M.  Vrdis. 

'  Praise  for  tmiporal  Blessings. 

\JE  bless  tlie  Lord,  the  just,  the  gooil. 
"Who  tiUs  our  hearts  with  joj-  and  ibod  : 
AVho  pours  his  blessings  from  the  skies, 
And  loads  our  days  with  rich  supplies. 

2  He  sends  the  sun  his  circuit  round 

To  cheer  the  fruits,  to  warm  the  ground ; 
He  bids  the  clouds,  with  plenteous  rain, 
Refresh  the  thirsty  earth  again. 

3  -Tis  to  his  care  we  owe  our  breath, 
And  all  our  near  escapes  from  death : 
Safety  and  health  to  God  belong : 

He  helps  the  weak,  and  guards  the  strong. 

4  He  makes  the  saint  and  sinner  prove 
The  common  blessings  of  his  love  ; 
But  the  wide  ditlerence  that  remains 
Is  endless  joy,  or  endless  pains. 

p  3  The  Lord,  that  bruis'd  the  serpent's  head, 
On  all  the  serpent's  seed  shall  tread  : 
The  stubborn  sinner's  hope  confound. 
And  smite  liim  with  a  lasting  wound. 

i  6  But  liis  right  hand  his  saints  shall  raise 
From  the  deep  earth  or  deeper  seas. 
And  bring  them  to  his  courts  above  ; 
There  shall  they  taste  his  special  love. 

'^Q  PSALIM  57.  L.  M.  Surry. 

4  K/»  Praise  for  Protection,  Grace,  aiid  Ti-uth. 
fY  God,  in  whom  are  all  the  springs 
Of  boundless  love  and  grace  unknown, 

Hide  me  beneath  thy  spreading  wings 

Till  the  dark  cloud  is  overblown, 
p  2  Up  to  the  heavens  I  send  my  cry. 

The  Lord  will  my  desires  perform  ; 

He  sends  his  angel  irom  the  sky. 

And  saves  me  from  the  threatening  storm. 
3  Be  thou  exalted,  O  my  God, 

Above  the  heavens  where  angels  dwell ; 

Thy  power  on  earth  be  known  abroad, 

And  land  to  land  thy  wonders  tell. 
I  4  I\Iy  heart  is  fix'd  :  my  song  shall  raise 

Immortal  honours  to  thy  rame  ; 

Awake,  my  tongue,  to  sound  l»js  praise, 

iMy  tongue,  the  glory  of  my  frame. 
5  Hidi  o'er  tite  earth  his  mercv  reigns, 

And  reaches  to  the  utmost  sky  ; 

His  truth  to  endless  years  remains, 

Yv'hen  lower  worlds  dissolve  and  die. 


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PROVIDENCE, 
t  6  Be  thou  exalted,  O  my  God, 

Above  the  heavens  where  angels  dwell ; 
Thy  power  on  eartii  be  known  abroad, 
And  land  to  land  thy  wonders  tell. 

Q/^  PSALM  104.  L.  M.  Duke-street 

Ov/»  j.;jg  Glory  of  God  in  Creation  and  Providence. 

MY  soul,  thy  great  Creator  praise  ; 
When  clot};'d  in  his  celestial  rays 
He  in  full  majesty  appears, 
And,  like  a  robe,  his  glory  wears. 

2  The  heavens  are  for  his  curtains  spread, 
The  unfathom'd  deep  he  makes  his  bed ; 

f    Clouds  are  his  chariot,  when  he  ilios 
On  winged  storms  across  the  skies. 

3  Angols,  whom  his  own  breath  inspires, 
His  ministers,  are  flaming  fires  ; 

/    And  swirt  as  thought  their  armies  move 
To  bear  his  vengeance,  or  his  love. 

4  The  world's  foundations  by  his  hand 
Are  pois'd,  and  shall  for  ever  stand ! 
He  binds  the  ocean  in  his  chani, 
Lest  it  should  drown  the  earth  again. 

5  When  earth  was  cover'd  with  the  flood. 
Which  hi:,'h  above  the  mountains  stood, 

I      He  thunder'd,  and  the  ocean  fled, 
Confin'd  to  its  appointed  bed. 

6  The  swelling  billows  know  their  bound, 
And  in  the  channels  walk  their  round  ; 
Yet  thence  convey'd  by  secret  veins. 
They  spring  on  hills  and  drencli  ilie  plains. 

r  7  He  bids  the  crystal  fountains  flow. 
And  cheer  the  valleys  as  they  go  ; 
Tamo  heifers  there  their  thirst  allay, 
And  for  the  stream  wild  asses  bray. 

8  From  pleasant  trees  which  shade  the  brink, 
The  lark  and  linnet  hght  to  drink  ; 

Their  songs  the  lark  and  linnet  raise. 
And  chide  our  silence  in  liis  praise. 

PAUSE.  Blendon. 

9  Vast  are  thy  works,  almighty  Lord, 
All  nature  rests  upon  thy  word. 

And  the  whole  race  of  creatures  stands, 
Waiting  their  portion  from  thy  hands. 
10  While  each  receives  his  different  food. 
Their  cheerful  looks  pronounce  it  good  ; 
Eagles  and  bears,  and  whales  and  worms, 
Rejoice  and  praise  in  ditferent  lorms. 
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CREATION  AND  PROVIDENCE. 

p  11  But  -when  thy  face  is  hid,  they  mourn, 
And  djing  to  their  dust  return  ; 
Both  man  and  beast  their  souls  resign. 
Life,  breath,  and  spirit,  all  are  thine. 

f  12  Yet  thou  canst  breathe  on  dust  again, 
And  fill  the  world  with  beasts  and  men  : 
A  word  of  thy  creating  breath 
Repairs  the  waste  of  time  and  death. 

5  13  His  works,  the  wonders  of  Lis  might. 
Are  honour'd  M-ith  his  own  dehght : 
How  awful  are  his  glorious  ways  ! 
The  Lord  is  dreadful  in  his  praise. 

14  The  earth  stands  trembling  at  thy  stroke, 
And  at  thy  touch  the  mountains  smoke  ; 
Yet  humble  souls  may  see  thy  face, 
And  tell  their  wants  to  sovereign  grace. 

15  In  thee  my  hopes  and  wishes  meet, 
And  make  my  meditations  sweet ; 
Thy  praises  shall  my  breath  employ, 
Till  it  expire  in  endless  .joy. 

16  While  haughty  sinners  die  accurst. 
Their  glory  buried  with  their  dust, 
I,  to  my  God,  my  heavenly  King, 
Immortal  hallelujahs  sing. 

Ql  PSALM  73.  1st  Part.  C.  M.       Peterboro 

O  X  •     Providences  of  God  recorded. 

LET  children  hear  the  mighty  deeds, 
Which  God  perform'd  of  old, 
Wliich  in  our  younger  years  we  saw, 
And  which  our  fathers  told. 

2  He  bids  us  make  his  glories  known, 

His  works  of  power  and  giace ; 
And  we'll  convey  his  wonders  down 
Through  every  rising  race. 

3  Our  lips  shall  tell  them  to  our  sons, 

And  they  again  to  theirs, 
That  generations  yet  unborn 
May  teach  them  to  their  heirs. 

4  Thus  shall  they  learn  in  God  alone, 

Their  hope  securely  stands, 
That  they  may  ne'er  forget  his  works, 
But  practise  his  commands  I 


THE  FALL. 

QO  HYMN  57.  B.  1.  C.  M.       Woodland. 

O/V.  Original  Sin;  or,  the  first  and  second  Adam. 

BACKWARD  with  humble  shame  we  look 
On  our  original ; 
How  is  our  nature  dash'd  and  broke 
lu  our  first  father's  tall ! 

2  To  all  that's  good  averse  and  blind, 

But  prone  to  all  lhal'.s  ill : 
What  dreadful  darkness  veils  our  mind  I 
How  obstinate  our  will ! 

3  [Conceiv'd  in  sin  (O  wretched  state !) 

Before  we  dra^y  our  breath. 
The  firsi.  youn?  pulse  begins  to  beat 
Iniquity  and  death. 

4  How  strong  in  our  degenerate  blood. 

The  old  corruption  reigns, 
And,  minghng  with  the  crooked  flood, 
Wanders  through  all  our  veins  !] 

5  [Wild  and  unwholesome  as  the  root 

Will  all  the  branches  be  ; 
How  can  we  hope  for  living  fruit 
From  such  a  deadly  tree? 

6  What  mortal  power  from  things  unclean 

Can  pure  productions  bring? 
Who  can  command  a  vital  stream 

From  an  infected  spring? 
f  7  Yet,  mighty  God,  thy  wondrous  love 

Can  make  our  nature  clean. 
While  Christ  and  grace  prevail  above 

The  tempter,  dearh,  and  sin. 
8  The  second  Adam  shall  restore 

The  ruins  of  the  first : 
Hosanna  to  that  sovereign  power 

That  new-creates  our  dust. 

HYMN  124.  B.  1.  L.  M.  Addison. 

'    The  first  and  second  Adam,  Rom.  v.  12,  &c. 
T\EEP  in  the  dust  before  thy  throne. 
-'--'  Our  guilt  and  our  disgrace  we  own  j 
Great  God,  we  own  the  unhappy  name 
Whence  sprung  our  nature  and  our  shame. 

2  Adam,  the  sinner :  at  his  fall. 
Death  like  a  conqu'ror  seiz'd  us  all ; 
A  thousand  new-born  babes  are  dead 
By  fatal  union  to  their  head. 

3  But  whilst  our  spirits  fill'd  with  awe 
Behold  the  terrors  of  thy  law, 


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84. 


THE  FALL. 

/    We  sing  the  honours  of  thy  grace, 

That  sent  to  save  our  ruin'd  race. 
/  4  AV'c  sing  thine  everlasting  Son, 

Who  join'd  our  nature  to  his  own  ; 

Adam  the  second,  from  the  dust 

Raises  the  ruins  of  the  first. 

5  [By  the  rebelh'on  of  one  man 
Through  all  his  seed  the  mischief  ran  ; 
And  by  one  man's  obedience  now 
Are  all  his  seed  made  righteous  too] 

6  Where  sin  did  reign,  and  death  abound, 
There  have  the  sons  of  Adam  found 
Abounding  life  ;  there  glorious  grace 
Reigns  through  the  Lord  our  righteousness. 

PSALM  51.  2d  Part.  L.  M.       Munich. 
Original  and  actual  Sin  confessed. 

LORD,  I  am  vile,  conceiv'd  in  sin ; 
And  born  unholy  and  unclean  ; 

Sprung  from  the  man  whose  guilty  fall 

Corrupts  the  race,  and  taints  us  all. 
2  Soon  as  we  draw  our  infant  breath. 

The  seeds  of  sin  grow  up  for  death  ; 

Thy  law  demands  a  perfect  heart, 

But  we're  defil'd  in  every  part. 
p  3  [Great  God,  create  my  heart  anew. 

And  form  my  spirit  pure  and  true: 

O  make  me  wise  betimes  to  spy 

JMy  danger  and  my  remedy.] 
p  4  Behold,  I  fall  befcre  thy  face; 

My  only  refuee  is  thy  grace  ; 

No  outward  forms  can  make  me  clean ; 

The  leprosy  lies  deep  witliin. 

5  No  bleeding  bird,  nor  bleeding  beast, 
Nor  hyssop  branch,  nor  sprinkling  priest. 
Nor  running  brook,  nor  flood,  nor  sea, 
Can  wash  the  dismal  stain  away. 

6  Jesus,  my  God,  thy  blood  alone 
Hath  power  sufficient  to  atone ; 

Thy  blood  can  make  me  white  as  snow ; 
No  Jewish  tj-pes  could  cleanse  me  so. 

7  While  guilt  disturbs  and  breaks  my  peace, 
Nor  flesh  nor  soul  hath  rest  or  ease ; 

I      Lord,  let  me  hear  thy  pardoning  voice. 
And  make  my  broken  bones  rejoice. 

QK  PSALM  51.  1st  Part  CM.        "Windsor 


Origiiwl  and  actual  Sin  confessed  and  parcionca 
)RD,  I  would  spread  my  so 
And  guilt  before  thine  eyes 


T  ORD,  I  Nvould  spread  my  sore  distress 


THE  FALL. 
Against  thy  laws,  against  thy  grace. 
How  high  my  crimes  arise  1 
])  2  Shouldst  thou  condemn  my  soul  to  hell, 
And  crush  my  flesh  to  dust, 
Heaven  would  approve  thy  vengeance  well. 
And  earth  must  own  it  just. 

3  I  from  the  stock  of  Adam  came,' 

Unholy  and  unclean  ; 

All  my  original  isshame, 

And  all  my  nature  sin. 

4  Born  in  a  world  of  guilt,  I  drew 

Contagion  with  my  breath : 
And,  as  my  days  advanc'd,  1  grew 

A  juster  prey  for  death. 
fp  5  Cleanse  me,  0  Lord,  and  cheer  my  soul 

With  tliy  forgivmg  love  : 
0  make  my  broken  spirit  whole, 

And  bid  my  pains  remove. 
6  Let  not  thy  Spirit  quite  depart, 

Nor  drive  me  from  thy  face  ; 
Create  anew  my  vicious  heart, 

And  fill  it  with  thy  grace. 
f  7  Then  will  I  make  thy  mercy  known 

Before  the  suns  of  men  ; 
Backsliders  shall  address  thy  throne, 

And  turn  to  God  again. 

Q^  HYMN  128.  B.  2.  C.  M.  Barby. 

■  Corrupt  Nature  from  Adam. 

BLESS'D  with  the  joys  of  innocence, 
Adam,  our  father,  stood. 
Till  he  debas'd  his  soul  to  sense. 
And  ate  th'  unlawful  food. 

2  Now  we  are  born  a  sensual  race. 

To  sinful  joys  inclin'd  ; 
Reason  has  lost  its  native  place, 
And  flesh  enslaves  the  mind. 

3  While  flesh  and  sense  and  passion  ipigns, 

Sin  is  the  sweetest  good  : 
We  fancy  music  in  our  chains, 
At.d  so  forget  the  load. 

4  Great  God,  renew  ourruin'd  frame. 

Our  broken  powers  restore. 
Inspire  us  with  a  heavenly  flame, 
And  flesh  shall  reign  no  more. 
/  5  Eternal  Spirit,  write  thy  law 
Upon  our  inward  parts. 
And  let  the  second  Adam  draw 
His  image  on  our  hearts. 


THE  FALL. 
Qy  PSALM  14.  1st  Part.  C.  M.        Dunf-«. 

^  *  •       By  yature  ail  Men  are  Sinners. 

FOOLS  in  their  hearts  believe  and  say 
'  That  all  religion's  vain, 
'  There  is  no  God  that  reigns  on  high, 
*  Or  minds  th'  affairs  of  men.' 
s  2  From  thoughts  so  dreadful  and  profaiie 
Corrupt  discourse  proceeds ; 
And  in  their  impious  hands  are  found 
Abominable  deeds. 

3  The  Lord  from  his  celestial  throne, 

Look'd  down  on  things  below, 
To  find  the  man  that  sought  his  grace, 
Or  did  his  justice  know. 

4  By  nature  all  arc  gone  astray, 

Their  practice  all  the  same  ; 
There's  none  that  fear's  his  Maker's  hand 
There's  none  that  loves  liis  name. 
/  5  Their  tongues  are  us'd  to  speak  deceit, 
Their  slanders  never  cease  ; 
How  swill  to  mischief  are  their  feet. 
Nor  know  the  patlis  of  peace ! 
6  Such  seeds  of  sin  (that  bitter  root) 
Li  ev'ry  heart  are  found  : 
Is'or  can  they  bear  diviner  fruit, 
Till  grace  refine  the  ground. 
QQ  HYMN  160.  B.  2.  L.  M.  Luto 

*^^*  Custom  in  Sin. 

ET  the  wild  leopards  of  the  wood 
■  Put  off  the  spots  that  nature  gives, 
Then  may  the  wicked  turn  to  God, 
And  change  their  tempers  and  their  lives. 

2  As  well  misht  Ethiopian  slaves 
NVELsh  cut  the  darkness  of  their  skin  ; 
The  dead  as  well  may  leave  their  graves 
As  old  transgressors  cease  to  sin. 

3  Where  vice  has  held  its  empire  long, 
'Twill  not  endure  the  least  control ; 
None  but  a  power  divinely  strong 
Can  turn  the  current  of  the  soul. 

/  4  Great  God  I  own  thy  power  divine. 

That  works  to  change  tliis  heart  of  mine  : 
I  would  be  form'd  anew,  and  bless 
The  wonders  of  creating  grace. 
QQ  HYMN  24.  B.  2.  L.  M.  Quercy. 

Ot7.    y^^  g^^  gj'  gj^  xisiiie  in  the  Fall  of  AngeL 
end  Men. 
'HEN  the  Great  Builder  arch'd  the  skies. 
And  form'd  all  oature  with  a  word, 


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THE  FALL. 

The  joyful  cherub  tun'd  his  praise, 
And  ev'ry  bending  throne  ador'd. 

2  High  in  the  midst  of  all  the  throng, 
Satan,  a  tall  archangel,  sat, 
*Amongst  the  n>orning  stars  he  sung 
Till  sin  destroy'd  his  heavenly  state. 

3  ['Twas  sin  that  hurl'd  him  from  his  tlirone, 
Grov'hng  in  fire  the  rebel  lies  : 

'  How  art  thou  sunk  in  darkness  down, 
'Son  of  the  morning,  from  the  skies  !']t 

4  And  thus  our  two  first  parents  stood 
Till  sin  defil'd  the  happy  place  ; 
They  lost  their  garden  and  their  God, 
And  ruin'd  all  their  unborn  race. 

5  [So  sprung  the  plague  from  Adam's  bower, 
And  spread  destruction  all  abroad ; 

Sin.  the  curst  name,  that  in  one  .hour 
Spoil'd  six  days  labour  of  a  God.] 
p  6  Tremble,  my  soul,  and  mourn  for  grief, 
That  such  a  foe  should  seize  thy  breast ; 
Fly  to  thy  Lord  for  quick  relief! 
0  may  he  slay  this  treacherous  guest ! 
fl  7  Then  to  thy  throne,  victorious  King, 
Then  to  thy  throne  our  shouts  shall  rise 
Thine  everlasting  arm  we  sing, 
For  sin  the  monster  bleeds  and  dies. 

HYMN  150.  B.  2.  C.  M.  Mear. 

The  Deceitfulness  of  Sin. 

SIN  has  a  thousand  treacherous  arts 
To  practise  on  the  mind  ; 
With  flattering  looks  she  tempts  our  heart?. 
But  leaves  a  sting  behind. 

2  With  names  of  virtue  she  deceives 
The  aged  and  the  young ; 

And  while  the  heedless  wretch  believes, 
She  makes  his  fetters  strong. 

3  She  pleads  for  all  the  joys  she  brings, 
Ami  gives  a  fair  pretence  ; 

But  cheats  the  soul  of  heavenly  things, 
And  chains  it  down  to  sense. 

4  So  on  a  tree  dinnely  fair 
Grew  the  forbidden  food  ; 

Our  mother  took  the  poison  there, 
And  tainted  all  her  blood. 

HYMN  153.  B.  2.  G.  M.  York. 

>  The  Distemper,  Folly,  and  Madness  of  Sin. 

SIN,  like  a  venomous  disease. 
Infects  our  vital  blood  ; 
•  Job  xxxviii.  7.  t  I^^-  ^J'^-  12. 


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THE  FALL. 
The  only  balm  is  sovereign  grace. 
And  the  physician,  God. 
p  2  Our  beauty  and  our  strength  are  fleJ, 
And  we  draw  near  to  deai  h  ; 
But  Christ  the  Lord  recalls  the  dead 
With  hjs  almighty  breath. 

3  Madness  by  nature  reigns  within, 

The  passions  burn  and  rage  ; 
Till  God's  own  Son  with  sklU  divine 
The  inward  fire  assuage. 

4  [We  lick  the  dust,  we  grasp  the  wind. 

And  solid  good  despise  ; 

Such  is  the  folly  of  the  mind 

Till  Jesus  makes  us  wise. 

5  We  give  our  souls  the  wounds  they  feel, 

We  drink  the  poisonous  gnll, 
/     And  rush  with  fury  down  to  hell ; 
But  heaven  prevents  the  fall.] 

6  [The  man  possess'd  among  the  tombs 

Cuts  his  own  flesh,  and  cries  ; 
/      He  foams,  and  ravt-s.  till  Jesus  comes, 
And  the  foul  spirit  flies.] 
QQ  HYMN  156.  B.  2.  C.  M.  Stephens 

*J '■^ *  Presuynftion  and  Despair;  or,  Satan's  vurmi^ 
Temptations. 

I  HATE  the  tempter  and  bis  charms, 
I  bale  his  flattering  breath  : 
The  serpent  takes  a  thousand  forms 
To  clieat  our  souls  to  death. 
2  He  feeds  our  hopes  with  airy  dreams. 
Or  kills  with  slavish  fear ; 
And  holds  us  still  in  wide  extremes, 
Presumption,  or  despair. 
p  3  Now  he  persuades, '  How  easy  'tis 

To  walk  the  road  to  heaven  ;' 
I     Anon  he  swells  our  sins,  and  cries, 
'  They  cannot  be  forgiven.' 

4  ?He  bids  young  sinners  '  Yet  forbear 

'  To  think  of  God  or  death  ; 
'  For  prayer  and  devotion  are 
'  But  melancholy  breath.' 

5  He  tells  the  aged,  '  They  must  die, 

'  And  'tis  too  late  to  pray  ; 
'  In  vain  for  mercy  now  they  cry, 
'  For  they  have  lost  their  day.'] 

6  Thus  he  supports  his  cruel  throne 

By  mischief  and  deceit ; 
And  drags  the  sons  of  Adam  down 
To  darkness  and  the  pit. 


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93. 


THE  FALL. 

/  7  Almfghf y  God,  cut  short  his  power, 
Let  him  in  darkness  dwell ; 
And,  that  he  vex  the  earth  no  more, 
Confine  him  down  to  hell. 

HYMN  157.  B.  2.  C.  M.       Cambridge. 
The  same. 

NOW  Satan  comes  with  dreadful  roar, 
And  threatens  to  destroy  ; 
He  worries  whom  he  can't  devour 
With  a  malicious  joy. 

2  Ye  sons  of  God,  oppose  his  rage. 

Resist,  and  he'll  begone  ; 
Thus  did  our  dearest  Lord  engage 
And  vanquish  him  alone. 

3  Now  he  appears  almost  divine 

Like  innocence  and  love, 
But  the  Old  serpent  lui  ks  within 
When  he  assumes  the  dove. 
/  4  Fly  from  the  false  deceiver's  tongue. 
Ye  sons  of  Adam,  fly  ; 
Our  parents  found  the  snare  too  strong, 
Nor  should  the  children  try. 
Q  J_  HYMN  158    B.  2.  L.  M.  Windham. 

*-'*•    Fewsaved;  or,  the  almost  Christian, and  the 
Hypocrite. 

BROAD  is  the  road  that  leads  to  death, 
And  thousands  walk  together  there : 
But  wisdom  shows  a  narrow  path, 
With  here  and  there  a  traveller. 
2  '  Deny  thyself,  and  take  thy  cross,' 
Is  the  Redeemer's  great  command  ; 
Nature  must  count  her  gold  but  dross, 
If  she  would  gain  this  heavenly  land. 
p  3  The  fearful  soul  that  tires  and  faints, 
And  walks  the  ways  of  God  no  more, 
Is  but  esteem'd  almost  a  saint, 
And  makes  his  own  destruction  sure. 

4  Lord,  let  not  all  my  hopes  be  vain  ; 
Create  my  heart  entirely  new. 
Which  hypocrites  could  ne'er  attciin, 
AVhich  false  apostates  never  knew. 

Q  K  PSALM  8.  2d  Part.  L.  M.  Heber. 

*^*^'  Adam  arid  Christ,  Lords  of  the  Old  and  the  New 

Creation. 

LORD,  what  was  man  when  made  at  first, 
Adam,  the  ofi'-pring  of  the  dust. 
That  thou  shouldst  set  him  and  Ms  race 
But  just  below  an  angel's  place? 


SCRIPTURE. 

2  That  thou  shouldst  raise  his  nature  ao, 
And  make  liim  Lord  of  all  below  ; 
Make  every  beast  and  bird  submit, 
And  lay  the  fishes  at  his  feet? 

3  But  0,  wliat  brighter  glories  wait 
To  crown  the  second  Adam's  state! 
What  honours  shall  tby  Son  adorn, 
"NVho  condescended  to  be  bom ! 

p  4  See  him  below  his  angels  made, 
See  him  in  dust  among  the  dead, 
To  save  a  ruin'd  world  from  sin  ; 

I     But  he  shall  reign  with  power  divine. 
5  The  world  to  come,  redeem'd  from  all 
The  miseries  that  attend  the  fall, 
New-made,  and  glorious,  shall  submit 
At  our  exalted  Saviour's  feet. 


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97. 


SCRIPTURE. 

HYMN  53.  B.  1.  L.  M.    Old  Hundred 

The  Holy  Scriptures. 

GOD,  who  in  various  methods  told 
His  mind  and  will  to  saints  of  old, 
Sent  his  own  Son,  with  truth  and  grace, 
To  teach  us  in  these  latter  days. 

2  Our  nation  reads  the  written  word, 
The  book  of  life,  that  sure  record  : 
The  bright  inheritance  of  heaven 
Is  by  the  sweet  conveyance  given. 

3  God's  kindest  thoughts  are  here  expres3'd, 
Able  to  make  us  wise  and  bless'd  ; 

The  doctrines  are  divinely  true. 
Fit  for  reproof,  and  comfort  too. 

4  Ye  nations  all,  who  read  liis  love. 
In  long  epistles  from  above, 

(He  hath  not  sent  his  sacred  word 
To  every  land)  Praise  ye  the  Lord. 

HY:MN  151.  B.  2.  L.  M.  Bath 

Prophecy  and  Inspiration. 
irjryWAS  by  an  order  from  the  Lord, 

J-  The  ancient  prophets  spoke  hia  w'ord  ; 
His  spirit  did  their  tongues  inspire. 
And  warm'd  their  hearts  with  heavenly  fire. 
22  The  works  and  wonders  which  they  wrought 
Confirm'd  the  messages  they  brought ; 
The  prophet's  nen  succeeds  his  breath 
To  save  the  holy  words  from  death. 


SCRIPTURE. 

3  Great  God,  mine  eyes  with  pleasure  look 
On  the  dear  volume  of  thy  book; 
There  ray  Redeemer's  face  I  see. 

And  read  liis  name  who  died  for  me. 

4  Let  the  false  raptures  of  the  mind 
Be  lost  and  vanish  in  the  wind  ; 
Here  I  can  fix  my  hopes  secure, 
This  is  thy  word,  and  must  endure. 

QQ  HYMN  119.  B.  2.  C.  M.  Barby. 

*^^'  The  Holy  Scriptures. 

LADEN  with  guilt  and  full  of  fears, 
I  fly  to  thee,  my  Lord, 
And  not  a  glimpse  of  hope  appears 
But  in  thy  written  word. 

2  The  volume  of  my  Father's  grace 

Does  all  my  griefs  assuage  ; 
Here  I  behold  my  Saviour's  face 
Almost  in  every  page. 

3  [This  is  the  field  where  hidden  lies 

The  pearl  of  price  unknown ; 
That  merchant  is  divinely  wise 
Who  makes  this  pearl  his  own.] 

4  [Here  consecrated  water  flows 

To  quench  my  thirst  of  sin  ; 
Here  the  fair  tree  of  knowledge  grows, 
No  danger  dwells  therein.] 

5  This  is  the  judge  that  ends  the  strife, 

Where  wt  and  reason  fail; 
My  guide  to  everlasting  life 

Through  all  this  gloomy  vale. 
/  6  0  may  thy  counsris,  mighty  God, 

My  roving  feet  command  ; 
Nor  I  forsake  the  happy  road 

That  leads  to  thy  right  hand. 

QQ  PSALM  19.  L.  M.  Tmro. 

*-'*^*  Tfie  Books  of  Nature  and  of  Scripture  com- 
pared. 
THE  heavens  declare  thy  glory,  Lord, 
In  every  star  thy  wisdom  shines  ; 
But  when  our  eyes  behold  thy  word. 
We  read  thy  name  in  fairer  lines. 
2  The  rolling  sun,  the  changing  light, 
And  nights  and  days  thy  power  confess  ; 
But  the  blest  volume  thou  hast  writ 
Reveals  thy  justice  and  thy  grace. 
/  3  Sun,  moon,  and  stars  convey  thy  praise 
Round  the  whole  earth,  and  never  stand ; 
So  when  thy  truth  began  its  race, 
It  touch'd  and  glanc'df  on  every  land. 


SCRIPTURE. 

4  Nor  shall  thy  spreading  gospel  rest, 

Till  through  the  world  thy  truth  has  run  ; 
Till  Christ  has  all  the  nations  blest 
That  see  the  light,  or  feel  the  sun. 

5  Great  Sun  of  Righteousness,  arise, 
Bless  the  dark  world  with  heavenly  Lght  ; 
Thy  gospel  makes  the  simple  wise, 

Thy  laws  are  puie,  thy  judgments  right. 

6  Thy  noblest  wonders  here  we  view 
In  souls  renew'd  and  sins  forgiv'n  : 
Lord,  cleanse  my  sins,  my  soul  renew, 
And  make  thy  word  my  guide  to  heaven. 

1  00  PSALM  19.    L.  P.  M.       Brooklyn. 

-*-"^*  T?ie  Books  of  Nature  and  Scripture. 

GREAT  God,  the  heaven's  well-order'd  frame 
Declares  the  glories  of  thy  name  ; 
There  thy  rich  works  of  wonder  shine  ; 
A  thousand  starr>-  beauties  there, 
A  thousand  radiar)t  marks  appear 
Of  boundless  power,  and  skill  tUnne. 

2  From  night  to  day,  from  day  to  night, 
The  dawning  and  the  dying  light," 

Lectures  of  heavenly  wisdom  r«ad  ; 
p     With  silent  eloquence  they  raise 
Our  thoughts  to  our  Creator's  praise, 
And  neither  sound  nor  language  need. 

3  Yet  their  divine  instructions  run 
'  Far  as  the  journeys  of  the  sun, 

And  every  nation  knows  their  voice : 
/     The  sun.  like  some  young  bridegroom  drest, 
Breaks  from  tiie  chambers  of  the  east, 
Rolls  round,  aiid  makes  the  earth  rejoice. 

4  Where'er  he  spreads  his  beams  abroad, 
He  smiles  and  speaks  his  maker  God ; 

All  nature  joms  to  show  thy  praise: 
Thus  God  in  every  creature  shines  ; 
Fair  is  the  book  of  nature's  hues. 

But  fairer  is  tiiy  book  of  grace. 

PArSE. 

5  I  love  the  volumes  of  thy  word  ; 
What  hght  and  joy  those  leaves  aflbrd 

Ta  souls  heniiihted  and  distrpst! 
Thy  precepts  giiide  my  doubtful  way. 
Thy  fear  forbids  my  feet  to  stray. 

Thy  promise  leads  my  heart  to  rest. 

6  From  the  discoveries  of  thy  law, 
The  perfect  rules  of  life  I  draw. 

These  are  my  study  and  delight : 


SCRIPTURE. 

Not  honey  so  invites  the  taste, 
Nor  gold,  that  has  the  furnace  past, 

Appears  so  pleasing  to  the  sight 
7  Thy  threat' nings  waiie  my  slumbering  eyes 
And  warn  me  where  my  danger  lies  ; 

But  'tis  thy  blessed  gospel,  Lord, 
That  makes  my  guilty  conscience  clean, 
Converts  my  souf,  subdues  my  sin, 

And  gives  a  free  but  iarse  reward. 
p  8  Who  knows  the  errors  of  his  thoughts  1 
My  God,  forgive  my  secret  faults, 

And  I'rom  presumptuous  sins  restrain : 
Accept  my  poor  attempts  of  praise 
That  I  have  read  thy  book  of  grace, 

And  book  of  nature,  not  in  vain. 


101 


PSAL?.I119.  7th  Part.  C.  M.        Arundel 
Imverfections  of  Nature,  and  Perfection 
of  Scripture. 

LET  all  the  heathen  writers  join 
To  form  one  perfect  book, 
Great  God,  if  once  compar'd  with  thine. 
How  mean  their  writings  look ! 

2  Not  the  most  perfect  rules  they  gavo 

Could  show  one  sin  forgiven, 

Nor  lead  a  step  beyond  tlie  grave  ; 

But  thine  conduct  to  heaven. 

3  I've  seen  an  end  of  what  we  c£ill 

Perfection  here  below ; 
How  short  the  powers  of  nature  fall, 
And  can  no  farther  go ! 

4  Yet  men  would  fain  be  just  with  God 

By  works  their  hands  have  wrought ; 
But  thy  commands,  exceeding  broad, 
Extend  to  every  thought. 
6  In  vain  we  boast  perfection  here, 
While  sifl  defiles  our  frame, 
And  sinks  our  virtues  down  so  far, 
They  scarce  deserve  the  name. 
6  Our  faith  and  love,  and  every  grace, 
Fall  far  below  thy  word  ; 
But  perfect  truth  and  righteousness 
Dwell  only  vrith  the  Lord. 

PSALM  119.  4th Part.  CM.       Mendoa. 
Instruction  from  Scripture. 

HOW  shall  the  young  secure  their  hearts, 
And  guard  their  lives  Irom  sin  ? 
Thy  word  the  choicest  rules  imparts 
To  keep  the  conscience  clean. 


102 


SCRIPTURE. 

2  When  once  it  enters  to  the  minJ, 

It  spreads  such  hght  abroad, 
The  meanest  souls  instruction  find, 
And  raise  their  thoughts  to  God. 

3  'Tis  hke  the  sun  a  heavenly  light, 

That  gmdes  us  all  the  day  : 
And  through  the  dangers  of  the  night, 
A  lamp  to  lead  our  way. 

4  The  men  that  keep  thy  law  with  care, 

And  meditate  thy  word, 
Grow  wiser  than  their  teachers  are, 
And  better  know  the  Lord. 

5  Thy  precepts  make  me  truly  wise  : 

1  hate  the  sinner's  road  : 
I  hate  my  own  vain  thoughts  that  rise, 
But  love  thy  law,  my  God. 

6  [The  starry  heavens  thy  rule  obey. 

The  earth  mainlains  her  place  ; 
And  these  thy  servants  night  and  day 
Thy  skill  and  power  express : 

7  But  still  thy  law  and  gospel,  Lord, 

Have  lessons  more  divine  ; 
Not  earth  stands  firmer  than  thy  word, 
Nor  stars  so  nobly  shine.] 

8  Thy  word  is  everlasting  truth; 

How  pure  is  every  page  ! 
That  holy  book  shall  guide  our  youth. 
And  well  support  our  age. 

P5AL3I 119.  5th  Part.  G.  M.     Peterboro'. 
•  Delight  in  Scripture  ;  or,  the  Word  cj  God 
dicelUng  in  us. 

OHOW I  love  thy  holy  law ! 
'Tis  daily  my  dehght : 
And  thence  my  meditations  draw 
Divine  ad\ice  by  night. 

2  My  waking  eyes  prevent  the  day 

To  meditate  thy  word  ; 
My  soul  with  longing  melts  away 
To  hear  thy  gospel,  Lord. 

3  How  doth  thy  word  my  heart  engage  I 

How  well  employ  my  tongiie ! 

And,  in  my  tiresome  pilgrimage, 

Yields  me  a  heavenly  song. 

4  Am  I  a  stranger,  or  at  home, 

'Tis  my  perpetual  feast ; 
Not  honey  dropping  from  the  comb 
So  much  allures  the  taste. 

5  No  treasures  so  enrich  the  mind  ; 

Nor  shall  thy  word  be  sold 


103 


SCRIPTURE, 

For  loads  of  silver  well  refin'd, 

Nor  heaps  of  choicest  gold, 
p  6  When  nature  sinks,  and  spirits  droop, 

Thy  promises  of  grace 
Are  pillars  to  support  my  hope, 

And  there  I  write  thy  praise. 

I  f\A      PSALM  119.  6th  Part.  C.  M.      Stephens. 
'-^^*  Holiness  and  Comfort  from  the  Word. 

LORD,  I  esteem  thy  judgments  right. 
And  all  thy  statutes  just ; 
Thence  I  maintain  a  constant  fight 
With  every  flattering  lust. 
2  Thy  precepts  often  I  survey  ; 
I  keep  thy  law  in  sight, 
Throueh  all  the  business  of  the  day, 
To  form  my  actions  right. 
p  3  My  heart  in  midnight  silence  cries, 
'  How  sweet  thy  comforts  be !' 
My  thoughts  in  holy  wonder  rise. 
And  bring  their  thanks  to  thee. 
/  4  And  when  my  spirit  drinks  her  fill 
At  some  good  word  of  thine. 
Not  mighty  men  that  share  the  spoil 
Have  joys  compared  to  mine. 
I  A  fC       PSALM  119.  8th  Part.  C.  M.     Archdale. 
M.\JiJ,  j.f^  ^y^j.^ ^j-  Q^^  ^  ^^  Saint's  Portion. 
I      T  ORD,  I  have  made  thy  word  my  choice, 
-L^  My  lasting  heritage  ; 
There  shall  my  noblest  powers  rejoice, 
My  warmest  thoughts  engage. 

2  rU  read  the  histories  of  thy  love. 

And  keep  thy  laws  in  sight. 
While  througli  the  promises  I  rove, 
With  ever  fresh  delight. 

3  'Tis  a  broad  land  of  wealth  unknown, 

Where  springs  of  life  arise, 
Seeds  of  immortal  bliss  are  sown, 

And  hidden  glory  lies. 
A  The  best  relief  that  mourners  have, 

It  makes  our  sorrows  blest ; 
Our  fairest  hope  beyond  the  grave, 

And  our  eternal  rest. 


MORAL  LAW. 

1  (\f*  HYMN  116.  B.  1.  L.  M.  Shod. 

A"'-'*    Love  to  God  and  our  Neighbour. 

THUS  saith  the  first,  the  great  command, 
'  Let  all  thy  inward  powers  unite 
'  To  love  thy  Maker  and  thy  God, 
'  With  utmost  vigour  and  deUght. 

2  '  Then  shall  thy  neighbour  next  in  place 
'Share  thine  affection  and  esteem, 

'  And  let  thy  kindness  to  thyself 
'aieasure  and  rule  thy  love  to  him.' 

3  This  is  the  sense  that  Moses  spoke, 
This  did  the  prophets  preach  and  prove. 
For  want  of  this  the  law  is  broke, 

And  the  whole  law's  fulfiU'dby  love. 
p  4  But,  oil !  how  base  our  passions  are ' 

How  cold  our  charity  and  zeal ! 
/     Lord,  fill  our  souls  with  heavenly  f>ri , 
Or  we  shall  ne'er  perform  thy  will. 
1  r\»y         HYMN  3S.  B.  1.  2d  Part.  L.  M.      Bray. 
L\J  4  "pj^g  universal  Laio  of  Equittj, Matt.  viii.  12. 

BLESSED  Redeemer,  how  divine. 
How  rishteous  is  this  rule  of  thine, 
'  To  do  to  all  men  just  the  same 
'  As  we  expect  or  wish  from  them.' 

2  This  golden  lesson,  short  and  plain, 
Gives  not  the  mind  or  memory  pain  ; 
And  every  conscience  must  epprove 
Tliis  universal  law  of  love. 

3  How  blest  would  every  nation  be, 
Thus  rul'd  by  love  and  equity  ! 
All  would  be  friends  without  a  foe, 
And  form  a  paradise  below. 

4  Jesus,  forgive  us,  that  we  keep 
Thy  sacred  lav/  of  love  asleep : 

No  more  let  en\T:  wrath,  and  pride, 
But  thy  blest  maxims  be  our  guide. 

1  r\0         PSALIVI  50.  2d  Part.  C.  M.       Dcdham. 

-■  "^»  Obedience  is  better  than  Sacrifice. 

THUS  saith  the  Lord,  '  The  spacious  fields, 
'  And  flocks  and  herds  are  mine  ; 
'  O'er  all  the  cattle  of  the  hills 
'  I  claim  a  right  divine. 
2  '  I  ask  no  sheep  for  sacrifice, 
'  Nor  bullocks  burnt  with  fire ; 
'  To  tPist  and  love,  to  pray  and  praise, 
■  Is  all  that  I  recraire. 


MORAL  LAW. 

3  '  Call  upon  me  when  trouble's  near, 

'  My  hand  shall  set  thee  free ; 
Then  shall  thy  thankful  lips  declare 
'  The  honour  due  to  me. 

4  '  The  man  that  ofters  humble  praise, 

'  He  glorifies  me  best ; 
•  And  those  that  tread  my  holy  waj's 
'  Shall  my  salvation  taste.' 

1  rjQ       PSALIM  16.  1st  Part.  L.  M.       Germany. 
L\J\y»      Saints  the  best  Company. 

PRESERVE  me,  Lord,  in  time  of  need; 
For  succour  to  thy  throne  I  flee, 
But  have  no  merits  there  to  plead ; 
My  goodness  cannot  reach  to  thee. 

2  Oil  have  my  heart  and  tongue  confest 
How  empty  and  how  poor  I  am  ; 

My  praise  can  never  make  thee  blest, 
Nor  add  new  glories  to  thy  n;ime. 

3  Yet,  Lord,  thy  sahits  on  earth  may  reap 
Some  protit  by  the  go. id  we  do  ; 
These  arc  the  company  I  keep, 
These  are  the  choicest  friends  I  know. 

/  4  Let  others  choose  the  sons  of  mirth 
To  feive  a  relish  to  their  wine, 
I  love  the  men  of  heavenly  L>irth 
Whose  thoui'hts  and  langur.^e  are  divine. 

HYMN  115.  B  1.  C.  M.  St.  Anns. 

Convictioji  of  Sin  by  the  Laic. 

LORD,  how  secure  my  conscience  was. 
And  felt  no  inward  dread  ; 
1  was  alive  without  the  law, 
And  thought  my  sins  were  dead. 

5  My  hopes  of  heaven  were  firm  and  bright ; 

But  since  the  precept  came 
With  a  convincing  power  and  light, 

I  find  how  vile  I  am. 
9  [My  guilt  appear'd  but  small  before. 

Till  terribly  I  saw 
How  perfect,  holy,  just,  and  pure, 

Was  thine  eternal  law. 
p  4  Then  felt  my  soul  the  heavy  lead, 

My  sins  reviv'd  again, 
I  had  provok'd  a  dreadful  God, 

And  all  my  hopes  were  slain.] 
t'  5  I'm  like  a  helpless  captive  sold, 

Under  the  power  of  sin  ; 
I  cannot  do  the  good  1  would, 

Nor  keep  my  conscience  clean. 

6 


110 


Ill 


MORAL  LAW. 

p  6  Sly  God,  I  crj'  with  every  breath 
Fnr  some  kind  power  to  save, 
To  break  the  yoke  of  sin  and  death, 
And  thus  redeem  the  slave. 

HYMN  121.  B.  2.  L.  M.  Shoel. 

The  Law  and  Gospel  distinguished. 

THE  law  commands,  and  makes  us  know 
"What  duties  to  our  God  we  owe ; 
But  'tis  the  gospel  must  reveal 
Where  lies  our  strength  to  do  his  will. 
2  The  law  discovers  guilt  and  sin, 
And  shows  how  nle  our  hearts  have  been : 
Only  the  gospel  can  express 
Forgi\ing"love  and  cleansing  grace. 
s  3  What  curses  doth  the  law  denounce 
Against  the  man  that  fails  but  once ! 
But  in  the  gospel  Christ  appears 
Pardoning  the  guilt  of  numerous  years. 
4  My  soul,  no  more  attempt  to  draw 
Thy  hie  and  comfort  from  the  law, 
/     Fly  to  the  hope  the  gospel  gives  ; 
The  man  that  trusts  the  promise  lives. 

HYMN  120.  B.  2.  S.  M.  Fountain. 

The  Law  and  Gospel  joined  in  Scripture. 
MIE  Lord  declares  his  will, 
And  keeps  the  w.irld  in  awe ; 
Amidst  the  smoke  on  Sinai's  hill 
Breaks  out  lus  tier}-  law. 

2  The  Lord  reveals  his  face, 
And  smiling  ttom  above. 

Sends  down  the  gospel  of  his  grace, 
Th'  epistles  of  liis  love. 

3  These  sacred  words  impart 
Our  Maker's  just  commands  ; 

The  pity  of  his  melting  heart. 
And  vengeance  of  his  hands. 

4  [Hence  we  awake  our  fear, 
We  draw  our  comfort  hence  ; 

The  arms  of  grace  are  treasur'd  hera. 
And  armour  of  defence. 

5  We  learn  Christ  crucified, 
And  here  behold  his  blood  ; 

All  arts  and  knowledges  beside 
Will  do  us  little  good.] 

6  We  read  the  heavenly  word. 
We  take  the  otfer'd  grace, 

Obey  the  statutes  of  the  Lord, 
And  trust  his  promises. 


112, 


rpi 


i 


GOSPEL. 
In  vain  shall  Satan  rage 
Against  a  book  divine ; 
Where  wrath  and  lightning  guard  the  page. 
Where  beams  of  mercy  shine. 


113 


114. 


G^ 


GOSPEL. 

PSALM  89.  3d  Part.  C.  M.    Peterboro'. 
A  blessed  Gospel. 

BLEST  are  the  souls  that  hear  and  know 
The  gospel's  joyful  sound  ; 
Peace  shall  attend  the  paths  they  go, 
And  light  their  steps  surround. 

2  Their  joy  shall  bear  tiieir  spirits  up 

Through  their  Redeemer's  name  ; 
His  righteousness  exalts  their  hope, 
Nor  Sataii  dares  condemn. 

3  The  Lord,  our  glorj'  and  defence, 

Strength  and  salvation  gives  ; 
Israel,  thy  King  for  ever  reigns. 
Thy  God  for  ever  lives. 

HYMN  12S.  B.  1.  L.  I\I.  Truro. 

The  Apostles'  Commission. 
0  preach  my  gospel,  saith  the  Lord, 
'  Bid  the  whole  earth  my  grace  receive  ; 
'  He  shall  be  sav'd  that  trusts  my  word, 
'  He  shall  be  damn'd  that  won't  believe. 

2  '  [I'll  make  your  great  commission  known, 
'  And  j'c  shall  prove  my  gospel  true 

'  By  all  the  works  that  I  have  done, 
'  By  al!  the  wonders  ye  shall  do. 

3  '  Go  heal  the  sick,  go  raise  the  dead, 
'  Go  cast  out  devils  in  my  name  ; 

'  Nor  let  my  prophets  be  afraid, 

'  Tho'  Greeks  reproach,  smd  Jews  blaspheme. 

4  '  Teach  all  the  nations  my  commands, 
'I'm  with  you  tili  the  world  shall  end ; 
I  All  power  is  trusted  in  my  hands, 

'I  can  destroy,  and  I  defend.' 

5  He  spake,  and  Ught  shone  round  his  head, 
On  a  bright  cloud  to  heaven  he  rode : 
They  to  the  farthest  nation  spread 

The  grace  of  their  ascended  God. 

HYMiSf  4.  B.  1.  2d  Part.  L.  M.      Otis. 
The  imoard  Witness  to  Christianity. 
r\  UESTIONS  and  doubts  be  heard  no  more : 
^^  Let  Christ  and  joy  be  all  our  theme ; 


115. 


GOSPEL. 
His  Spirit  seals  nis  Gospel  sure 
To  every  soul  that  trusts  in  him. 
•p  2  Jesus,  thy  witness  speaks  within : 
The  mercy  which  thy  words  reveal 
Refines  the  heart  from  sense  and  sin, 
And  stamps  its  own  celestial  sesd. 

3  'Tis  God's  inimitable  hand 

That  moulds  and  forms  the  heart  anew ; 
Blasphemers  can  no  more  withstand, 
But  bow  and  own  thy  doctrine  true. 

4  The  guilty  wretch  that  trusts  thy  blood, 
Finds  peace  and  pardon  at  the  cross  ; 
The  sinful  soub  averse  to  God, 
Believes  and  loves  his  Maker's  laws. 

5  Learning  and  wit  may  cease  their  strife, 
^Vhen  miracles  with  glory  shine  ; 

The  voice  that  calls  the  dead  to  life 

Must  be  a.£iiighty,  and  divine. 
1  1  £»  HYMN  131.  B.  2.  L.  M.  China. 

X  X  \J  .  j.;2g  Excellevjyij  of  the  Christian  Religion 

LET  everlasting  glories  crown 
Thy  head,  my  Saviour  and  my  Lord  ; 

Thy  hands  have  biought  saivation  down. 

And  writ  the  blessing's  in  thy  word. 
2  [What  if  we  trace  the  globe  around, 

And  search  from  Britiiin  to  Japan, 

There  shall  be  no  relision  found 

So  just  to  God,  so  safe  for  man.] 
p  3  In  vain  the  trembling  conscience  seeks 

Some  solid  ground  to  rest  upon  ; 

AVith  long  despair  the  spirit  breaks. 

Till  we  apply  to  Christ  alone. 
/  4  How  well  thy  blessed  truths  agree ! 

How  wise  and  holy  thy  commands  ! 

Thy  promises  hovvf  firm  they  he ! 

How  firm  our  hope  and  conifort  stands ! 

5  [Not  the  feign'd  fields  of  heathenish  bliss 
Could  raise  such  pleasures  in  the  mind ; 
Nor  does  the  Turkish  paradise 
Pretend  to  joys  so  well  refin'd.] 

6  Should  all  the  forms  that  men  devise 
Assault  my  faith  with  treacherous  art, 
I'd  call  them  vanity  and  lies, 

And  bind  the  gospel  to  ray  heart. 

1  1  J^  HYMN  118.  B.  1.  S.  M.         Shirland 

-*--*-•*  Sin  against  the  Lata  and  Gospei. 

THE  law  by  Moses  came, 
But  peace,  and  truth,  and  love. 


GOSPEL. 

"Were  brought  by  Christ,  a  nobler  name, 
DescenJing  from  above. 

2  Amidst  tne  house  of  God 

Thuir  dirterent  works  were  done  ; 
Moses  a  faithfuJ  servant  stood. 
But  Christ  a  faithful  Son. 

3  Then  to  nis  new  commands 
Be  strict  obeaieucc  paid  ; 

O'er  all  his  Father's  house  lie  stands 
The  Sovereign  and  the  Head. 

4  The  man  that  durst  despise 
The  law  that  Moses  brought, 

Behold !  how  terribly  he  dies 
For  his  presunipiuaus  fault. 

5  But  sorer  vengeance  liilla 
On  that  rebehiuus  race, 

Who  hate  to  hear  when  Jesus  calls, 
And  dare  resist  his  grace. 


C^ 


1  1  Q  HYMN  119.  B.  I.  C.  M.  ArundeL 

A  XO.  /^;^g  different  Success  of  the  Gospel. 
'HRIST  and  his  cross  are  all  our  theme : 
Tlie  mysteries  tliat  we  speak 
Are  scandal  in  the  Jews'  esteem. 
And  folly  to  the  Greek. 
/  a  But  souls  enlighten'd  from  above 
With  joy  receive  the  word  ; 
They  see  wiiat  wisdom,  power,  and  love 
Shine  in  their  dying  Lord. 

3  Thf!  vital  savour  of  iiis  name 

Restores  their  fainting  breath  ; 
p     But  unbelief  perverts  the  same 
To  guilt,  despair,  and  death. 

4  Till  God  diffuse  his  graces  down. 

Like  showers  of  heavenly  rain, 
In  vain  Apollos  sows  the  ground,    '  ' 
And  Paul  may  plant  in  vain. 
1  1  Q    HYMN  33.  B.  1.  1st  Part.  C.  M.  Hopldnton. 
^*A  rational  Defence  of  the  Gospel,  Rom.  i.  16. 

SHALL  atheists  dare  insult  the  cross 
Of  our  Redeemer,  God? 
Shall  infidels  reproach  his  laws, 
Or  trample  on  his  blooc^  ? 

2  What  if  he  chose  mysterious  ways 

To  cleanse  us  from  our  faults  ; 
May  not  the  works  of  sovereign  grace 
Transcend  our  feeble  thoughts  ! 

3  What  if  his  gospel  bids  us  fight 

With  flesh,  and  self,  and  sin ; 


GOSPEL. 

The  prize  is  most  divinely  bright 
That  we  are  call'd  to  win. 

4  What  if  the  foolish,  and  the  poor 

His  glorious  grace  partake ; 
This  but  conlirins  the  truth  the  more, 
For  so  the  prophets  spake. 

5  Do  some  that  own  liis  sacred  name 

Indulge  their  souls  in  sin  ; 
Jesus  should  never  bear  the  blamej 
His  laws  are  pure  and  clean. 
/  6  Then  let  our  faith  grow  firm  and  strong, 
Our  lips  protess  his  word ; 
Nor  blush  nor  fear  to  walk  among 
The  men  that  love  the  Lord. 
1  Q  A     HYMN  34.  1st  Part.  B.  1.  L.  M.    Averno. 
±  ^\Jt  rj^j^g  Qgspei  the  Power  of  God  to  Salvation. 

WHAT  shall  the  djing  sinner  do 
That  seeks  relief  for  all  his  wo? 

Where  shall  the  guilty  conscience  find 

Ease  for  the  torment  of  his  mind? 
p  2  How  shall  we  get  our  crimes  forgiven, 

Or  form  our  natures  fit  for  heaven  ! 

Can  souls  all  o'er  detil'd  with  sin 

Make  their  own  powers  and  passions  clean  ? 
3  In  vain  we  search,  in  vain  we  try, 

Till  Jesus  brings  his  gospel  nigh  ; 

'Tis  there  suclT  power  and  glory  dwell 

As  saves  rebellious  souls  from  hell. 
/  4  This  is  the  pillar  of  our  hope 

That  bears  our  fainting  spirits  up ; 

We  read  the  grace,  we  trust  the  word. 

And  find  sal.arion  in  the  Lord. 

5  Let  men  or  angels  dig  the  mines. 
Where  nature's  golden  treasure  shines  ; 
Brought  near  the  doctrine  of  the  Cross, 
All  nature's  gold  appears  but  dross. 

6  Should  vile  blasphemers  with  disdain 
Pronounce  the  uaiths  of  Jesus  vain, 
I'll  meet  the  scandal  and  the  shame, 
And  sing  and  triumph  in  his  name. 

1^1  HYMN  13S.  B.  2.  L.  M.       Duke-street. 

±i^X»       2'he  Power  jf  the  Gospel. 

THIS  is  the  word  of  truth  and  love, 
Sent  to  the  nations  trom  above  ; 
Jehovah  here  resolves  to  show 
What  his  ahnighty  grace  can  do. 
2  This  remedy  did  wisdom  find 
To  heal  diseases  of  the  miud ; 


GOSPEL. 

This  sovereign  balm,  wliose  virtues  can 
Restore  the  ruiii'd  creature  man. 
/  3  The  gospel  bids  the  dead  revive  : 
Sinners  obey  the  voice,  and  live  ; 
Dry  bones  are  rais'd  and  cloth'd  afresh. 
And  hearts  of  stone  are  tiirn'd  to  flesh. 

4  [Where  Satan  reign'd  in  shades  of  night. 
The  gospel  strilies  a  heavenly  light : 
Our  lusts  its  wondrous  power  controls, 
And  calms  the  rage  of  angry  souls.] 

5  [Lions  and  beasts  of  savage  name 
Put  on  the  nature  of  the  lamb  ; 

While  the  wide  world  esteem  it  strange, 
Gaze,  and  admire,  and  hate  the  change.] 

6  May  but  this  grace  my  soul  renew, 
Let  sinners  gaze,  and  hate  me  too ; 
The  word  that  saves  me  does  engage 
A  sure  defence  from  all  their  rage. 

1  C}C}  HYMN  126.  B.  2.  C.  M.         Harlland. 

L^A^»  Go6?  glorified  in.  tU  Gospel. 

THE  Lord,  descending  from  above, 
Imites  his  children  near, 
While  power  and  truth  and  boundless  Iovb 
Display  their  glories  here. 

2  Here  in  thy  gospel's  wondrous  frame 

Fresh  wisdom  we  pursue  ; 
A  thousand  angels  learn  thy  name 
Beyond  what  e'er  they  knew. 

3  Thy  name  is  writ  in  fairest  lines, 

Thy  wonders  here  we  trace  ; 
Wisdom  through  all  the  mystery  shines, 
And  shines  in  Jesus'  face. 

4  The  law  its  best  obedience  owes 

To  our  incarnate  God  ; 
And  thy  revenging  justice  shows 
Its  honours  in  his  blood. 
<  5  But  still  the  lustre  of  thy  grace 
Our  warmer  thoughts  employs, 
Gilds  the  whole  scene  with  brighter  rays, 
And  more  exalts  our  joys. 
12'^  HYMN  10.  B.  1.  S.  M.  Lisbon. 

*-^*    The  Blessedness  of  Gospel  Tims. 
f QW  beauteous  are  their  feet 
who  stand  on  Zion's  hill ! 
Who  bring  salvation  on  their  tongues. 
And  words  of  peace  reveal ! 
2     How  charming  is  their  voice ! 
How  sweet  the  tidings  are  1 


H^ 


B^ 


SCRIPTURE 
1  oy  HY1\IN96.  B.  1.  C.  M.  Dundee. 

±t^  4  •  Elecium  excludes  boasting,  1  Cor.  i.  26—31. 
►UT  few  among  the  carnal  wise, 
But  few  of  noble  race, 
Obtain  the  favour  of  thine  eyes, 
Almighty  King  of  grace. 

2  He  takes  the  men  of  meanest  name 

For  sons  and  heirs  of  God  ; 
And  thus  he  pours  abundant  shame 
On  honourable  blood. 

3  He  calls  the  fool,  and  makes  him  know 

The  mysteries  of  his  grace, 
To  bring  aspiring  wisdom  low, 
And  all  its  pride  abase. 
i  Nature  has  all  it^  glories  lost 

■\V'hen  brought  before  his  throne : 
No  flesh  shall  in  lus  presence  boast, 
But  in  the  Lord  alone. 
1  2Q         HY.AIN  11.  B.  1.  L.  M.  CosteUow. 

■*-'^^*  The  kvmble  fn]ightened,and  carnal 
Reason  humbled. 

THERE  was  an  hour  when  Christ  rejoic'd, 
And  spoke  his  joy  in  words  of  praise : 
'Father,  1  thank  thee,  mighty  God, 
'  Lord  of  the  earth,  and  heavens,  and  seas. 

2  '  I  thank  thy  sovereign  power  and  love, 
'That  crowns  my  doctrine  with  success; 
'And  makes  the  babes  in  knowledge  learn 

'  The  heights,  and  breadths,  and  lengths  of  grace 

3  '  But  all  this  glory  lies  conceal'd 

I  From  rnen  of  prudence  and  of  might ; 
'  The  prince  of  darkness  blinds  their  eyes, 
'  And  their  own  pride  resists  the  Ught. 
p  4  '  Father,  'tis  thus,  because  thy  -will 
'  Chose  and  ordain'd  it  should  be  so; 
'  Tis  thy  delight  to  abase  the  proud, 
'  And  lay  the  haughty  scorner  low. 

5  '  There's  none  can  know  the  Father  right, 
'  But  those  who  learn  it  from  the  Son ; 

'  Nor  can  the  Son  be  well  receiv'd, 

'  But  where  the  Father  makes  him  known.' 

6  Then  let  our  souls  adore  our  God, 
That  deals  his  graces  a.s  he  please, 
Nor  ^ves  to  mortals  an  account 
Or  ot  his  actions  or  decrees. 

1  OQ  HYMN  12.  B.  1.  C.  M.  ■VVoodlanU 

X  ^'c/«  jy^  Q^u^  i-^  revfoling  Christ,  Luke  x.  au 

JESUS,  the  man  of  constant  grief, 
A  mourner  all  bis  days  ; 


D^ 


DOCTRINES. 

His  spirit  once  rejoic'tl  aloud, 
And  tum'd  his  joy  to  praise. 

2  '  Father,  I  thank  thy  wondrous  love, 

'  That  hath  reveal'd  thy  Son 
To  men  unlearned  ;  and  to  babes 
'  Hath  made  thy  gospel  known. 

3  '  The  mysteries  of  redeemi.ng  grace 

'  Are  hidden  from  the  wise, 
'■While  pride  and  carnal  reasonings  join 
'  To  swell  and  blind  their  eyes.' 

4  Thus  doth  the  Lord  of  heaven  and  earth, 

His  great  decrees  fulfil, 
And  orders  all  his  works  of  grace 
By  his  own  sovereign  will. 

1  ^O  HYMN  96.  B.  2.  C.  M.  Mentz. 

^*^^*  Distinguishing  Lovi;  or.  Angels  punished, 
and  Men  saved. 
kOWN  headlong  from  their  native  skies 
The  rebel  angels  fell. 
And  thunderbolts  of  flaming  wrath 
Pursu'd  them  deep  to  hell. 

2  Down  from  the  top  of  earthly  bliss 

Rebellious  man  was  hurl'd  ; 
And  Jesus  stoop'd  beneath  the  grave 
To  reach  a  sinking  world. 

3  0  love  of  infinito  degree ! 

Unmeasurable  grace ! 
Must  heaven's  eternal  darling  die 

To  save  a  trait'rous  race  ? 
p  4  Must  angels  sink  for  ever  down, 

And  burn  with  quenchless  fire, 
While  God  forsakes  his  shining  throne 

To  raise  us  wretches  higher  I 
Z  5  O  for  his  love  let  earth  and  skies 

With  hallelujahs  ring. 
And  the  full  choir  of  human  tongues 

All  hallelujahs  sing. 

HYMN  97.  B.  2.  L.  M.  Wells. 

The  same. 

FROM  heaven  the  sinning  angels  fell, 
And  wrath  and  darkness  chain'd  them  down ; 
But  man,  vile  man,  forsook  his  bhss. 
And  mercy  lifts  him  to  a  crown. 
2  Amazing  work  of  sovereign  grace 
That  could  distinguish  rebels  so ! 
Our  guilty  treasons  call'd  aloud 
For  everlasting  fetters  too. 


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SCRIPTURE 

-„ lee,  almighty  Lc   _, 

Our  souls,  ourselves,  our  all  we  pay 
Millions  of  tongues  shall  sound  thy  praise 
On  the  bright  hills  of  heavenly  day. 


132, 


COVENANT    OF   GRACE. 


PSALINI  89.  1st  Part.  L.  M,      /    LatoD. 

The  Cnveruinl  imde  with  Christ. 

FOR  ever  shall  my  song  record 
The  truih  and  mercy  of  the  Lord; 
Mercy  and  truth  for  ever  stand. 
Like  heaven,  establisli'd  by  his  hand. 

2  Thus  to  his  Son  he  sware,  and  said, 

'  With  thee  my  covenrint  first  is  made  ; 
'In  thee  shall  dying  sinners  hve, 
'  Glory  and  grace  are  thine  to  give. 

3  '  Be  thou  my  prophet,  tnoii  my  priest ; 
'  Thy  children  shall  be  ever  blest ; 

'  Thou  art  my  chosen  King  ;  thy  throne 
'Shall  stand  eternal  hke  my  own. 

4  '  There's  none  of  all  my  sons  above 
'  So  much  my  in)age  or  my  love  ; 

'  Celestial  powers  thy  subjects  are, 

'  Then  what  can  earth  to  thee  compare '. 

5  '  David,  my  ser\ant,  whom  I  cJiose 

'  To  guard  my  flock,  to  crush  my  foes, 
'  And  rais'd  him  to  the  Jewish  throne, 
'  Was  but  a  shadow  of  my  Son.' 
/  6  Now  let  the  cliurch  rejoice,  and  sing 
Jesus  hrr  Saviour  and  her  King : 
Angels  h^  heavenly  wonders  show, 
And  saints  declare  his  works  below. 

TOO        PSALM  89.    5th  Part.    CM.       Mear. 
±  O  O  .  Affliaions  wUhout  Rejection. 

i  VET.'  saiih  the  Lord,  '  if  David's  race, 

■*■    '  The  Ciiildren  of  my  Son, 
'  Should  break  my  laws,  abuse  my  grace, 

'And  tempt  mine  anger  down  ; 

2  '  Their  sins  Til  visit  with  the  rod, 

'  And  make  their  folly  smart  ; 
'  But  I'll  not  cease  to  be  their  God, 
'  Nor  from  my  truth  depart. 

3  '  My  covenant  I  will  ne'er  revoke, 

'But  keep  my  grace  in  mind  ; 
'  And  what  eternal  love  hath  spoke, 
*  Eternal  truth  shall  bind. 


DOCTRINES. 

4  '  Once  have  I  sworn  (I  need  no  more) 

'  And  pledg'd  my  holmess, 
'  To  seal  the  sacrud  promise  sure 
*  To  David  and  his  race. 

5  '  The  sun  shall  see  his  offspring  rise 

'  And  spread  from  sea  to  sea, 
'  Long  as  he  travels  round  the  skies 
'  To  give  the  nations  day. 

6  '  Sure  as  the  moon  that  rules  the  night 

'His  kingdfin  shall  endure, 
'  Till  the  fi-  d  laws  of  shade  and  light 
'  Shal'  je  observ'd  no  more.' 
I  Q4.  HYMN  40.  B.  2.  C.  M.       St.  Marlins. 

I  Ot:.  Qjfff.  comfort  in  the  Covenant  made  wHh  Chnst. 

OUR  God,  how  firm  his  promise  stands. 
E'en  when  he  hides  his  face! 
He  trusts  in  our  Redeemer's  hands 
His  glory  and  his  grace. 

2  Then  why,  my  soul,  these  sad  complaints, 

Since  Christ  and  we  are  one? 
Thy  God  is  faithful  to  his  saints, 
Is  faithful  to  his  Son. 

3  Beneath  his  smiles  my  heart  has  liv'd, 

And  part  of  heaven  possess'd  ; 
I  praise  his  name  for  grace  receiv'd, 
And  trust  liim  for  the  rest. 

-J  Q  K  HYMN  139.  B.  1.  L.  M.  Grcloii. 

LOO*  Qyii'g  Promise  and  Truth  unchangeable. 

HOW  oft  have  sin  and  Satan  strove 
To  rend  my  soul  t>om  thee,  my  God  I 
But  everlasting  is  thy  love, 
And  Jesus  seals  it  with  his  blood. 

2  The  oath  and  promise  of  the  Lord 
Join  to  conlirm  the  wondrous  grace  ; 
Eternal  power  performs  the  word, 
And  fills  all  heaven  With  endless  praise. 

3  Amidst  temptations  sharp  and  long, 
My  scul  CO  this  dear  reluge  Hies  : 
Hope  is  my  anchor  lirm  and  strong, 
While  tempests  blow  and  biilows  rise. 

4  The  gospel  bears  my  spint  up ; 
A  faithful  and  unchanging  God 
Lays  the  foundation  for  my  hope, 
In  oaths,  and  promises,  and  blood. 


136. 


SCRIPTURE 
REDEJJFTION. 

HYNM  78.  E.  2.  CM.  Dedham. 

Redemption  by  Christ. 

WHEN  the  first  parents  of  our  race 
Rebell'd  and  lost  their  God, 
And  the  infection  of  their  sin 
Had  tainted  all  our  blood, 

2  Infinite  pity  touch'd  the  heart 

Of  the  eternal  Son  ; 
Descending  from  the  heavenly  court, 
He  left  his  Father's  throne. 

3  Aride  the  Prince  of  Glory  threw 

His  most  divine  array, 
And  wrapp'd  his  Godhead  in  a  vefl 
Of  our  inferior  clay. 

4  His  lidne  power  and  dying  love 

Redeem'd  unhappy  men. 
And  rais'd  the  ruins  of  our  race 

To  life  and  God  again. 
/  5  To  thee,  dear  Lord,  our  flesh  and  soul 

We  joyfully  resign, 
Biess'd  Jesus,  take  us  for  thy  own, 

For  we  are  doubly  thine. 
/  6  Thine  honour  shall  for  ever  be 

The  business  of  our  days, 
For  ever  shall  our  thankful  tongues 

Speak  tliy  deserved  praise. 

HYIMN  29.  B.  2.  C.  M.  Arlington 

Redemption  by  Price  and  Power. 

JEStJS,  with  all  thy  saints  above 
My  tongue  would  bear  her  part, 
Would  sound  aloud  thy  sa\Tng  love, 
And  sing  thy  bleeding  heart. 

2  Biess'd  be  the  Lamb,  mv  dearest  Lord 

Who  bousht  me  with  }iis  blood. 
And  quench'd  his  father's  flaming  sword 
In  his  owTi  vital  flood : 

3  The  Lamb  that  freed  my  captive  soul 

From  Satan's  heavy  chains. 

And  sent  the  lion  down  to  howl 

Where  hell  and  horror  reigns. 

/  4  All  glory  to  the  dying  Lamb, 
And  never-ceasing  praise, 
Where  angels  live  to  know  his  name. 
Or  saints  to  feel  his  grace. 


137 


DOCTRINES. 
1  QQ  HYMN-82.  B.  2.  C.  M.  Stephens, 

■■-  *^^»    Redemption  and  Protection  from  Spiritual 

Emmies. 

ARISE,  my  soul,  my  joyful  powers, 
And  triumph  in  my  God, 
Awake,  my  voice,  and  loud  proclaim 
His  glorious  grace  abroad. 

2  He  rais'd  me  from  the  deeps  of  sin, 

The  gates  of  gaping  hell, 
And  tix'd  my  standing  more  secure 
Than  'twas  beibre  I  fell. 

3  The  arms  of  everlasting  love 

Beneath  my  soul  he  plac'd, 

And  on  the  rock  of  ages  set 

My  slippery  footsteps  fast. 

4  The  city  of  my  blcss'd  abode 

Is  waJl'd  around  with  grace. 

Salvation  for  a  bulwark  stands 

To  shield  the  sacred  place. 

5  Satan  may  vent  his  sharpest  spite, 

Arid  all  liis  legions  roar. 
Almighty  mercy  guards  my  life. 

And  bounds  his  raging  power. 
/  6  Arise,  my  soul,  awake,  my  voice, 

And  tunes  of  pleasure  sing, 
Loud  hallelujahs  shall  address 

My  Saviour  and  my  IClng. 

HYMN  85.    B.  2.    CM.  London. 

Praise  to  God  for  Creation  and  Rederaption. 

LET  them  neglect  thy  glory,  Lord, 
Who  never  knew  thy  grace, 
But  our  loud  songs  shall  still  record 
The  wonders  of  thy  praise. 

2  Wo  raise  our  shouts,  0  God,  to  theo, 

And  send  them  to  thy  throne, 
All  glory  to  th'  United  Three, 
The  Undivided  One- 

3  'Twas  he  (and  we'll  adore  his  name) 

That  form'd  us  by  a  word, 
'Twas  he  restor'd  our  ruin'd  frame ; 
Salvation  to  the  Lord. 

I  4  Hosatma  I  let  the  earth  and  skies 
Repeat  the  joyfu!  sound. 
Rocks,  hills,  and  vales,  reflect  the  voice 
In  one  eternal  round. 


139 


SCRIPTURE 

ATONEMENT. 

-1  A(\      PSALM  40.  6—9.  2tl  Part  C.  M.      Baiby 
J-  ^l: V/  •   j'^g  Incarnation  and  Sacrifice  of  Christ. 

THUS  saith  the  Lord.  "  Your  work  is  vain, 
'  Give  j'our  burniofferiiigs  o'er, 
'  In  living  goats  and  bullucks  slain 
'  IMy  soul  deliglits  no  more.' 
3  Then  spake  the  Saviour, '  Lo,  I'm  here, 
■  My  God.  to  do  thy  will ; 
*  Whate'er  thy  sacrpd  books  declare, 
'Thy  servant  shall  fulfil. 

3  '  Thy  law  is  ever  in  my  sight, 

'  I  keep  it  near  my  heart ; 
'  Mine  ears  are  open  with  delight 
'  To  what  thy  lips  mipart.' 

4  And  see.  the  liless'd  Redeemer  comes, 

Th'  eternal  Son  appears. 
And  at  the  appointed  time  assumes 
The  body  God  prepares. 

5  Much  he  reveal'd  his  Father's  grace, 

And  much  iiis  truth  he  show'd, 
And  proach'd  the  way  of  righteousness, 
Where  great  assemblies  stood. 

6  His  leather's  honour  touch'd  his  heart, 

He  pitied  .dinners'  cries, 
And,  to  fulfil  a  Saviour's  part, 
Was  made  a  sacrifice. 

14.1  PSALM  40.    L.  M.  Bath, 

-»-  ^  ■■-  •  Christ  our  Sccrifice. 

THE  wonders,  Lord,  thy  love  has  vTOught, 
Exceed  ourprai.«e,  surmount  our  though: 
Should  1  attempt  the  long  detail, 
^ly  speech  would  faint,  my  numbers  fail. 

2  No  blood  of  beasts  on  altars  spilt 

Can  cleanse  the  souls  of  men  trom  guilty 
But  thou  hast  set  before  our  eyes 
An  all-sufficient  sacrifice. 

3  Lo!  thine  eternal  Son  appears, 
To  thy  designs  he  bows  his  ears, 
Assumes  a  body  well  prepard, 
And  well  performs  a  work  so  hard. 

p  4  'Behfild,  I  come.'  (the  Saviour  cries. 
With  love  and  duty  in  his  eyes.) 
'  I  come  to  bear  the  heavy  load 
'  Of  sins,  and  do  thy  will,  my  God. 
5  '  'Tis  written  in  thy  great  decree, 
"Tis  in  tiiv  book  foretold  of  me. 


DOCTRIKES. 

1  nriust  fulfil  tlif  Saviour's  part, 
'  And,  lo !  tiiy  law  is  in  my  lieart. 

6  '  I'll  magnify  thy  holy  law, 
'  And  rebels  to  obodieiice  draw, 
AVhen  on  my  cross  I'm  litlod  high, 
Or  to  my  crown  above  the  sky : 

/  7  '  The  Spirit  shall  descend,  and  show 
'  What  thou  hast  done,  and  what  I  do  ; 
'  The  wondering  world  shall  learn  thy  grace, 
'  Thy  wisdom  and  thy  righteousness.' 

I  4.Q  HYMN  118.  B.  2.  L.  M.  Municit 

•*  '^'*'  •         The  Prieslhmd  of  Christ. 

BLOOD  has  a  voice  to  pierce  the  skies, 
Revenge,  the  blood  of  Abel  cries  ; 
But  the  dear  stream  when  Christ  was  slain. 
Speaks  Peace  as  loud  from  every  vein. 

2  Pardon  and  peace  from  God  on  high. 
Behold  he  lays  his  vengeance  by, 
And  rebels  that  deserve  bis  sword 
Become  the  favourites  cf  the  Lord. 

3  To  Jesus  let  our  praises  rise. 
Who  gave  his  life  a  sacrifice  ; 
Now  he  appears  before  his  God, 
And  for  our  pardon  pleads  his  blood. 

1  4.Q  HYMN  153.  B.  2.  C.  M.       Windsor. 

•■■  ■*•*-'  •  Christ  our  Passover. 

LO !  the  destroying  angel  flies 
To  Pharaoh's  stubborn  land  .- 
The  pride  and  flower  of  Egypt  dies 
By  his  vindictive  hand. 

2  He  pass'd  the  tents  of  Jacob  o'er, 

Nor  pour'd  the  wrath  divine  ; 

He  saw  the  blood  on  every  door, 

Aud  bless'd  the  peaceful  sign, 

3  Thus  the  appointed  Lamb  must  bleed 

To  break  th'  Egyptian  yoke  ; 
Thus  Israei  is  from  bondage  freed, 
And  'scapes  the  angel's  stroke. 
i  Lord,  if  my  heart  were  sprinkled  too, 
With  blood  so  rich  as  thine. 
Justice  no  longer  would  pursue 
This  guilty  soul  of  mine. 
5  Jesus  our  passover  was  slain. 
And  has  at  once  procur'd 
Freedom  from  Satan's  heavy  chain. 
And  Gods  uvenijing  sword. 
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SCRIPTURE 

"I  4.4.    HYMN  S3.  B.  1.  1st  ParU^C.  M.    LynfielA 
-*- -'^  •*•       The  Atonement  of  Christ,  Rom.  iii.  23. 
[OW  is  our  nature  spoii'd  by  §inl 
Yet  nature  ne'er  halli  found 
The  way  to  make  tlie  conscience  clean, 
Or  Ileal  the  painful  wound. 
p  iln  vain  we  seek  for  peace  with  God 
By  methods  of  our  own  ; 
Jesus,  there's  notlung  hut  thy  blood 
Can  bring  us  near  fliy  throne. 
s  3  The  threatenings  of  thy  broken  iaw 
Impress  our  souls  with  dread  ; 
If  Go<l  liis  sword  of  vengeance  draw, 
It  strikes  our  spirits  dead. 

4  But  thine  illustrious  sacrifice 

Hath  answer'd  these  domands, 

And  peace  and  pardon  from  the  skies 

Come  down  by  Jesus'  hands.  ' 

5  Here  all  the  ancient  types  agree, 

The  altar  and  the  lamb  ; 
And  prophets  in  their  visions  see 

Salvation  through  his  name. 
I  6  'Tis  by  thy  death  we  live,  0  Lord  ; 

'Tis  Oil  thy  cross  we  rest : 
For  ever  be  thy  love  ador'd. 

Thy  name  lor  ever  blest. 

1  4  K  HY^IN  14S.  B.  2.  C.  M.  Nomsan. 

^^^*        God  rccnnciled  in  Christ. 

jEAREST  of  all  the  names  above, 
My  Jesus,  and  my  God, 
Who  can  resist  thy  heavenly  love, 
Or  trifle  with  thy  blood  ? 

2  'Tis  by  the  merits  of  thy  death 
The  Father  smiles  again  ; 

'Tis  by  thy  interceding  breath 
Thf  Spirit  dwells  with  men, 

3  Till  God  in  human  flesh  I  see, 
My  thoughts  no  comfort  find  ; 

The  holy,  just,  and  sacred  Three 
Ate  terrors  to  my  mind. 

4  But  if  Immanuel's  face  aopcar, 
Mj  hope,  my  joy  begins  ; 

His  name  forbids  my  slavish  fear, 
His  grace  removes  my  sins. 

5  'While  Jews  on  their  own  law  rely, 
And  Greeks  of  wisdom  btiast, 

I  love  the  incarnate  mystery. 
And  there  I  Us.  my  trust. 


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DOCTRINES. 
HYMN  61.  B.  1.  L.  M.  Arnheim. 

Christ  our  King,  and  coming  to  Judgment 

NOW  to  the  Lord,  that  makes  us  know 
The  wonders  of  his  dying  love, 
Be  humble  honours  paid  below, 
And  strains  of  nobler  praise  above. 

2  'Twas  he  that  cleans'd  our  foulest  sins, 
And  wash'd  us  in  his  richest  blood  ; 
'Tis  he  that  makes  us  priests  and  king% 
And  brings  us  rebels  near  to  God. 

3  To  Jesus  our  atoning  Priest, 
To  Jesus  our  superior  King, 
Be  everlasting  power  confess'd, 
And  every  tongue  his  glory  sing. 

4  Behold,  on  flying  clouds  he  oomes  ; 
And  every  eye  snail  see  him  move  ; 
Though  with  our  sins  we  pierc'd  him  once, 
Now  he  displays  his  pardoning  love. 

5  The  unbelieving  world  shall  wail 
While  we  rejoice  to  see  the  day  ; 
Come,  Lord  ;  nor  let  thy  promise  fail. 
Nor  let  thy  chariots  long  delay. 

REGENERATION. 

1 A-Y  HYMN  95.    B.  1.    C.  M.       Arlington. 

•^  *^  •  •  Regeneration.  John  i.  13  ;  iii.  3,  &c. 
rOT  all  the  outward  forms  on  earth. 
Nor  rites  that  God  has  given, 
Nor  will  of  man,  nor  blood,  nor  birth, 
Can  raise  a  soul  to  heaven. 

2  The  sovereign  will  of  God  alone 

Creates  us  heirs  of  grace  ; 
Born  in  the  image  of  his  Son 
A  new  peculiar  race. 

3  The  Spirit,  like  some  heavenly  ■wind, 

Blows  on  the  sons  of  flesh, 
New  models  all  the  carnal  mind, 

And  forms  the  man  afresh. 
/  4  Our  quickened  souls  awake,  and  rise 

From  the  long  sleep  of  death  ; 
On  heavenly  things  we  fix  our  eyes. 

And  praise  employs  oiu-  breath. 

148  HYMN  99,   B.  1.  C.  M.  Bray. 

^^  •    Qj-gce  not  conveyed  by  Religious  Parents. 

VAIN  arc  the  hopes  that  rebels  place 
Upon  their  birth  and  blood, 


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SCRTPTURE 

Descended  from  a  pious  rac^; 
(Their  lathers  now  with  God.) 

2  He  from  the  caves  of  earth  and  hell 

Can  take  the  hardest  stones, 
And  fill  the  house  of  Abra'm  well 
With  new-created  sons. 

3  Such  wondrous  power  doth  he  possess 

Who  form'd  our  mortal  frame, 
Who  call'd  the  world  from  emptiness, 

The  world  obey'd  and  came. 
1  4.Q  HYIMX  130.  B.  2.  C.  M.  Tolland. 

A t: «7  »  2^; g  ^^,  Creation. 

ATTEND,  while  God's  exalted  Son 
Doth  his  own  glories  show  ; 
'  Behold  1  sit  upon  my  throne 
*  Creating  all  things  new. 

2  '  Nature  and  sin  are  pass'd  away, 

'  And  the  old  Adam  dies  ; 
'  My  hands  a  new  foundation  lay, 
'  See  the  new  world  arise. 

3  '  I'll  be  a  sun  of  righteousness 

'  To  the  new  heavens  I  make  ; 
'  None  but  the  new-born  heirs  of  grace 
'  My  glories  shall  partake.' 
/  4  Mi?hty  Redeemer  set  me  free 
From  my  old  s  ate  of  sin  ; 
0  make  my  soul  alive  to  tboe, 
Create  nevv  powers  within, 
.'  5  Renew  mine  eyes,  and  form  mine  ears, 
And  mould  my  heart  afresh  ; 
Give  me  new  pa.=siona,  joys,  and  fears. 
And  turn  the  stone  to  flesh. 
6  Far  from  the  regions  of  the  dead, 
From  sin,  and  earth,  and  hell, 
In  the  new  world  that  grace  has  made 
I  would  for  ever  dwell. 
1  Kf\  HYMN  159.  B.  2.  0.  M.  Boxford. 

■*•  *-'"•    An  unconverted  Stale ;  or,  converting  Grace. 
[/^REAT  King  of  glory  and  of  grace, 
V.T  \/e  own  with  humble  shame, 
How  vile  is  our  degenerate  race, 
And  our  first  father's  name.] 
2  From  Adam  flows  our  tainted  blood, 
The  poison  reigns  witliin. 
Makes  u.«  averse  to  all  that's  good. 
And  willing  slaves  to  sin 
8  [Daily  we  break  thy  holy  laws, 
And  then  reject  thy  grace ; 


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DOCTRINES. 

Engag'd  in  the  old  serpent's  cause 
Against  our  Maker's  face.] 
p  4  We  live  estrang'd  afar  from  God, 
And  love  the  distance  well ; 
With  haste  we  run  the  dangerous  road 
That  leads  to  death  and  hell. 
5  And  can  such  rehels  be  restor'd ! 
Such  natures  made  divine ! 
Let  sinners  see  ihy  glory,  Lord, 
And  feel  this  power  of  thine. 
I  6  We  raise  our  Father's  name  on  high, 
Who  his  own  Spirit  sends 
To  bring  rebellious,  strangers  nigh, 
And  turn  his  foes  to  friends. 
1  K  1  HYMN  161.  B,  2.  C.  M.  Bangor. 

^*^-'-* Christian  Virtues;  or,Bifflcultijof  Convirsian, 

STRAIT  is  the  way,  the  door  is  strait 
That  leads  to  joys  on  high, 
'Tis  but  a  few  that  find  the  gate, 
While  crowds  mistake,  and  die. 
3  Beloved  self  must  he  denied. 
The  mind  and  will  renew'd. 
Passion  suppress'd,  and  patience  tried. 
And  vain  desires  ^ubdu'd. 

3  Flesh  is  a  dangerous  foe  to  grace. 

Where  it  prevails  and  rules  ; 
Flesh  must  be  humbled,  pride  abas'd. 
Lest  they  destroy  our  souls. 

4  The  love  of  gold  be  banish'd  hence, 

(That  vile  idolatry,) 
And  every  member,  every  sense, 
In  sweet  suhiection  he. 

5  The  tongue,  that  most  unruly  power, 

Requires  a  strong  restraint ; 
We  must  be  watchful  every  hour. 

And  pray,  but  never  faint. 
V  6  Lord,  can  a  feeble,  helpless  worm, 

Fulfil  a  task  so  hard  ! 
Thy  grace  must  all  my  workperfom.. 

And  give  the  free  reward. 

JUSTIFICATION. 

1  52  HYMN  94.  B.  1.  C.  M.  Dcdhant. 

3.*j/v»  Justification  by  Faith,  not  by  WorHs. 
"ITAIN  are  the  hopes  the  sons  of  men 
^    On  their  own  works  have  built ; 
Their  hearts  by  nature  all  unclean. 
And  all  their  actions  guilt. 


SCRIPTURE 

2  Let  Jews  and  Gentiles  stop  their  moutlis, 

Without  a  murniunng  word, 
And  the  whole  race  of  Adam  stand 
Guilty  before  the  Lord. 

3  In  vain  we  asii  God's  righteous  law 

To  justify  us  now, 
Since  to  convince  and  to  condemn 
Is  all  the  law  can  do. 
f  4  Jesus,  how  glorious  is  thy  grace ! 
When  in  thy  name  we  trust. 
Our  faith  receives  a  righteousness 
That  makes  the  siinier  just. 
1  KO  HYMN  154.  B.  2.  L.  M.  Alden. 

WHERE  are  the  mourners,*  saith  the  Lord, 
'  That  wait  and  tremble  at  my  word, 
'  That  walk  in  darkness  all  the  day? 
'  Come  make  my  name  your  trust  and  stay. 

2  '['So  works  nor  duties  of  your  own 
'  Can  for  the  smallest  sin  atone  ; 

'  tThe  robes  tliat  nature  may  provide 
'  Will  not  your  least  pollution  hide. 

3  '  The  softest  couch  that  nature  knows 
'  Can  give  the  conscience  no  repose  : 
*Look  to  my  righteousness,  and  live  ; 

'  Comfort  and  peace  are  mine  to  give.] 

4  '  Ye  sons  of  pride,  that  kindle  coals 

'  With  your  own  hands  to  warm  your  soids, 
'  Walk  in  the  light  of  your  own  fire, 
'  Enjoy  the  sparks  that  ye  desire. 

5  '  This  is  your  portion  at  my  hands  ; 

'  Hell  wails  you  with  her  iron  bands, 
'Ye  shall  lie  down  in  sorrow  there, 
'  In  death,  in  darkness,  and  despair.' 

PSALM  71.  2d  Part.  C.  M.        Norway 
Christ  cur  Strength  and  RigUeousn£$s. 

MY  Saviour,  my  almighty  Friend, 
When  I  begin  thy  praise, 
Whetie  will  the  grownig  numbers  end. 
The  numbers  of  thy  grace  I 

2  Thou  art  my  everlasting  trust, 
Thy  goodness  I  adore  ; 

And  since  I  knmv  thy  graces  first, 
I  speak  thy  glories  more. 

3  My  feet  shall  travel  all  the  length 
Of  the  celestial  road, 

•  Isaiah  i.  10,  11.  f  Isaiah  xxviii.  20. 


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DOCTRINES. 
And  march  with  courage  in  thy  strength 
To  see  my  Father  God. 
p  4  VVhen  I  am  fill'd  with  sore  distress 
For  some  surprising  sin, 
rii  plead  thy  perfect  righteousness, 
And  mention  none  but  thine. 
/  5  How  will  my  lips  rejoice  to  tell 
The  victories  of  my  King ! 
My  soul  redeem'd  from  sin  and  hell, 
Shall  thy  salvation  sing. 
6  [My  tongue  shall  all  tho  day  proclaim 
My  Saviour  and  my  God  ; 
His  death  has  brought  my  foes  to  shame, 
And  drown'd  them  in  bis  blood. 
i  7  Awake,  awake,  my  tuneful  powers ; 
With  this  delightful  song 
I'll  entertain  the  darkest  hours. 
Nor  think  the  season  long.] 


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155. 


HYMN  109.  B.  1.  L.  M.  Derby. 

T?ie  Value  of  Christ  and  Ms  Righteousness. 

NO  more,  my  God,  I  boast  no  more 
Of  all  the  duties  I  have  done  ; 
I  quit  the  iiopes  I  held  before. 
To  trust  the  merits  of  tliy  Son. 

2  Now  for  the  love  I  bear  his  name, 
What  was  my  gain  I  count  my  loss, 
My  former  pride  I  call  my  shame, 
And  nail  rny  glory  to  Ids  cross. 

3  Yes,  and  I  must  and  will  esteem 
All  things  but  loss  for  Jesus'  sake : 
O  may  my  soul  be  found  in  him,'' 
And  of  his  righteousness  partake. 

4  The  best  obedience  of  my  hands 
Dares  not  appear  before  thy  throne : 
But  faith  can  answer  thy  demands, 
By  pleading  what  my  Lord  has  done. 

HYMN  20.  B.  1.  C.  M.  Bray. 

Spiritual  Apparel ;  namely,  the  Rode  of 
Righteousness. 

AWAKE,  my  heart,  arise,  my  tongue, 
Prepare  a  tuneful  voice. 
In  God,  the  life  of  all  my  joys, 
Aloud  will  I  rejoice. 
2  'Tis  he  adorn'd  my  naked  soul. 
And  made  salvation  mine  ; 
Upon  a  poor  polluted  worm 
He  makes  nis  giaces  shine. 


156. 


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PARDON, 

3  And  lest  the  shadow  of  a  spot 

Should  on  my  soul  be  found, 
He  took  the  robe  the  Saviour  wrought, 
And  cast  it  all  around. 

4  How  far  the  heavenly  robe  exceeds 

AVhat  earthly  princes  wear ! 
These  omnments  how  bright  they  sliine 
How  white  their  garments  are ! 

5  The  Spirit  wrought  my  faith  and  love. 

And  hope,  and  every  grace  ; 
But  Jesus  spent  his  life  to  work 

Tlierobe  of  righteousness. 
;,>  6  Strangely,  my  soul,  art  thouarray'd 

By  the  gre.it  Sacred  Three : 
In  sweetest  harmony  of  praise 

Let  all  thy  powers  agree. 

PARDON. 

1  K7'  PSALM  130.  C.  M.  Victorj. 

■*-  *^  •  •  Pardoning  Grace. 

kUT  of  the  deeps  of  long  distress, 
'  The  borders  of  despair, 
I  sent  my  cries  to  seek  thy  grace, 
My  groans  to  move  thine  ear. 
p  2  Great  God,  should  thy  severer  eye. 
And  thine  iranartial  hand, 
JIark  and  revenge  iniquity, 
No  mortal  flesh  could  stand. 

3  But  there  are  pardons  with  my  God 

For  crimes  of  high  degree  j 
Thy  Son  has  bought  them  with  his  blood, 
To  draw  us  near  to  thee. 

4  [I  wait  for  thy  salvation.  Lord, 

With  strong  desires  I  wait ; 
My  soul,  insited  by  thy  word, 
Stands  watching  at  thy  gate.) 

5  [Just  as  the  guards  that  keep  the  night 

Long  for  the  morning  skies, 
Watch  the  tirst  'oeams  of  breaking  light, 
And  meet  them  with  their  eyes  ; 

6  So  waits  my  soul  to  see  thy  grace, 

And  more  intent  than  they. 
Meets  the  first  oi>pning3  of  thy  face. 
And  finds  a  brighter  day.} 

7  [Then  in  the  Lord  let  Israel  trust. 

Let  Israel  seek  his  face ; 
The  Lord  is  good  as  well  as  just. 
And  plenteous  is  his  grace. 


PARDON. 
/  8  There's  full  redemption  at  his  throne 
For  sinners  long  enslav'd  ; 
The  great  Redeemer  is  his  Son, 
And  Israel  shall  be  sav'd.] 
j  KQ  PSALM  130.    L.  M.  Dresden. 

■■*^^»  The  same. 

FROM  deep  distress  and  troubled  thoughts, 
To  thee,  my  God,  I  rais'd  my  cries  ; 
If  thou  severely  mark  our  faults, 
No  flesh  can  stand  before  thine  eyes. 

2  But  thou  hast  built  thy  throne  of  grace. 
Free  to  dispense  thy  pardons  there, 
That  sinners  may  approach  thy  face, 
And  hope  and  love,  as  well  as  fear. 

3  Aa  the  benighted  pilprims  wait. 
And  long,  and  wish  for  breaking  day, 
So  waits  my  soul  before  thy  gate  ; 
When  will  my  God  liis  lace  display? 

/  4  My  trast  is  fixed  upon  thy  word, 
Nor  shall  I  trust  thy  word  in  vain : 
Let  mourning  souls  address  the  Lord, 
And  find  rehef  from  ad  their  pain. 
/  5  Great  is  his  love,  and  large  his  grace, 
Through  the  redemption  of  his  Son  -. 
Ha  turns  our  feet  from  sinful  ways, 
And  pardons  what  our  hands  have  done. 
1  K  Q  PSALM  32.  S.  M.  Norwich. 

^Ok/»    porgiveMss  of  Sins  upon  Confession. 
BLESSED  souls  are  they 
Whose  sins  are  cover'd  o'er ! 
Divinely  blest,  to  whom  the  Lord 
Imputes  their  guilt  no  more. 
>  2     They  mourn  their  fol:ies  past, 

And  keep  their  hearts  with  care  ; 
Their  lips  and  lives,  without  deceit, 
Shall  prove  their  faith  sincere. 

3  While  I  conceal'd  my  guilt, 
1  felt  the  festering  wound, 

Till  I  confess'd  my  sins  to  thee. 
And  ready  pardon  found. 

4  Let  sinners  learn  to  pray, 

Let  saints  keep  near  the  throne  ; 
Our  help,  in  times  of  deep  distress, 
Is  found  in  God  alone. 
1  fiO  PSALM  32.  C.  M.  Archdalo. 

1.VJVJ.  pj.gg  Pardon;  or,  Confession  and  Forgiveness. 
.\PPY  the  man  to  whom  his  God 
No  more  imputes  his  sin ; 


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PARDON. 

But,  wash'fl  in  the  Redeemer's  blood, 
Hath  made  his  garments  clean! 

2  Happy,  beyond  expression,  he 

Whose  debts  are  thus  discharg'd  ; 
And,  trom  the  guilty  bondage  tree, 
He  feels  his  soul  cnlarg'd. 

3  His  spirit  hates  deceit  and  lies, 

His  words  are  all  sincere ; 
He  guards  his  heart,  he  guards  liis  eyea, 

To  keep  his  conscience  clear. 
p  4  While  I  my  inward  guilt  supprest, 

No  quiet  could  I  find  ; 
Thy  wrath  lay  burning  m  my  breast, 

And  rack'd  my  torlur'd  mind. 

5  Then  I  confess'd  my  troubled  thoughts, 

My  secret  sins  reveaPd  : 
Thy  paidoning  grace  forgave  my  faults, 
Thy  grace  njy  pardon  seal'd. 

6  This  Siiall  invite  thy  saints  to  pray ; 

AVhen,  like  a  raging  flood, 
Temptations  rise,  our  strength  and  stay 
Is  a  forgiving  God. 

161  P^ALM  32.  2d  Part  L.  M.  Cliina, 
■*-  ^  -^  •  J  guilty  Coii^cinice  eased  6y  Confession  and 

Pardon. 
'HILE  I  keep  silence,  and  conceal 
My  heavy  gtiilt  within  my  heart. 
What  torments  doih  my  conscience  feel ! 
What  agonies  of  inward  smart ! 

2  I  spread  my  sms  before  the  Lord, 
And  all  my  secret  faults  confess  : 
Thy  gospel  speaks  a  pardoning  word, 
Thy  Holy  Spirit  seals  the  grace. 

3  For  this  shall  every  humble  soul 
Make  switt  addresses  to  thy  seat ; 
When  floods  of  huge  temptations  roll, 
There  shall  they  find  a  blest  retreat. 

4  How  safe  beneath  thy  wings  I  lie, 

When  days  grow  dark,  and  storms  appear ! 
And  when  I  walk,  thy  watchful  eye 
Shall  guide  me  safe  from  every  snare. 

162  PSAL.M  32.  1st  Part.  L.  M.       OporlOw 
■^^        Repentance  and  free  Pardon;  or,  Justification. 

JLEST  is  the  man,  for  everbless'd, 
Whose  guiii  is  pardon'd  by  his  God, 
Whose  sins  with  sorrow  are  confess'd. 
And  cover'd  with  Ids  Saviour's  blood. 
2  Blest  is  the  man  to  whom  the  Lord  * 

Imputes  not  his  iniquities, 


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ADOPTION. 

He  pleads  no  meiif  of  reward, 
And  not  on  works,  but  grace  relies. 
3  From  guile  his  heart  and  lips  are  free, 
His  humble  ji)y,  his  holy  fear, 
"Witii  deep  repentance  well  a^ree, 
And  join  to  prove  hiis  faith  sncere. 
t  4  How  glorious  is  that  righteousness 
That  Tildes  and  cancels  all  bis  sins  I 
Wliile  a  bright  evidence  of  grace 
Through  bis  whole  life  appears  and  shines. 

I  no  HYMN  85.  B.  2.  C.  M.  Wantage. 

XOO.  Sufficiency  of  Pardon. 

WHY  does  your  face,  ye  humble  souls, 
Those  mournful  colours  wear? 
What  doubts  are  these  that  waste  your  faith, 
And  nourish  your  despair? 

2  What  though  your  numerous  sins  exceed 

The  stars  that  fill  the  skies, 

And  aiming  at  th'  eternal  throne, 

Like  pointed  mountains  rise ! 

3  What  though  your  mighty  guilt  beyond 

The  wide  creation  swell, 
And  hath  its  curs'd  foundations  laid 
Low  as  the  deeps  of  hell  I 

4  See  here  an  endless  ocean  flows 

Of  never-failing  grace, 
Behold  a  dying  Saviour's  veins 
The  sacred  flood  increase. 

5  It  rises  high  and  drowns  the  hills, 

Has  neither  shore  nor  bound  ; 
Now  if  we  search  to  find  our  sins 
010-  sins  can  ne'er  be  found. 
/  6  Awake,  our  hearts,  adore  the  grace 
That  buries  all  our  faults, 
And  pardoning  blood  ihat  swells  above 
Our  follies  and  our  thoughts. 


164 


HYMN  64.  B.  1.  S.  M.  Sliirland 

Adoption,  1  John  iii.  l,  &c.  Gal.  iv.  6. 

BEHOLD  what  wondrous  grace 
The  Father  hath  bestow'd 
On  sinners  of  a  mortal  race, 
To  call  them  sons  of  God! 
2     'Tis  no  surprisins  thing 

That  we  should  be  unknown  ; 
The  Jewish  world  knew  not  their  King, 
God's  everlasting  Son. 


ADOPTION. 

3  Nor  doth  it  yet  appear 

How  gTt^at  we  must  be  made  ; 
But  when  we  see  our  Saviour  here. 
We  shall  be  hke  our  Head. 

4  A  hope  RO  taurh  divine 
May  trials  well  rndure, 

May  purge  our  souIh  from  sense  and  sin, 

As  Christ  the  Lord  is  pure. 
//  5     If  in  my  Father's  iove 

I  siiart;  a  filial  p;i.-t, 
Send  down  thy  Spirit  hke  a  dove 

To  rest  upon  my  heart. 
/  6     We  would  no  longer  lie 

Like  slaves  beneath  the  throne  ; 
Our  faith  shall  Af^ri,  Father^  cry, 

And  thou  the  kindred  own. 

±\JtJ,  Cfiaraacrs  of  the  Children  of  God. 
A  S  nevy-born  babes  desire  the  breast 
-'*-  T'j  feed,  and  p-ow,  and  thrive  ; 
So  saints  with  joy  thf;  gospel  taste, 
And  by  the  gospel  live. 

2  [With  inward  gust  their  heart  approves 

All  that  the  word  relates  : 
They  love  the  men  thoir  Father  loves. 
And  hate  the  works  he  hates.] 

3  Not  all  the  flattering  baits  on  earth 

Can  make  them  slaves  to  lust : 
They  can't  forget  their  heavenly  birth, 
Nor  grovel  in  the  dust 

4  Not  all  the  chains  that  tyrants  iist 

Shall  bind  their  souls  to  vice : 
Faith  like  a  conqueror  can  produce 
A  thousand  \ictories.  | 

5  Grace  like  an  uncorrupted  seed 

Abidrrs  and  reigns  within  ; 
Immortal  [jrinciples  forbid 
The  sons  of  God  to  sin.] 

6  [Not  bv  the  terrors  of  a  slave 

Do  thoy  perform  hij  will, 
But  wjth  the  noblest  powers  they  have 
His  swc^t  commands  fulfil.] 

7  They  find  access  at  every  hour 

To  God  within  the  veil : 
Hence  they  derive  a  quickening  power. 

And  joys  that  never  fail. 
/  8  0  happy  souls !  0  glorious  state 

Of  overflowing  grace  I 
To  dwell  so  near  their  Father's  seat, 

And  see  his  lovely  face. 


COMMUNION  WITH  GOD. 

9  9  Lord,  I  address  thy  lieavenly  throne  ; 
Call  ine  a  child  of  thiuo, 
Send  down  the  Sp.nt.  of  tliy  Son 
To  lorm  my  heart  divine. 

10  There  eiied  thy  choicest  love  abroad, 
And  make  my  comforts  stronsj : 
Then  shall  I  say.  Mi/  Father  God, 
With  an  unwavering  tongue. 


COilMUNION  WITH  GOD 


)N  W 


166. 


PSALM  23.    L.  M.  RothwslL 

God  our  Shepherd. 

MY  shepherd  is  the  living  Lord ; 
Now  shall  my  wants  be  well  supplied; 
His  providence  and  holy  word 
Become  my  safety  and  my  guide. 

2  In  pastures  whore  salvation  grows 

He  makes  me  feed,  he  makes  me  rest ; 
There  living  water  gently  Hows, 
And  all  the  food's  divinely  blest. 

3  My  wandering  feet  his  waj's  mistake, 
But  he  restores  my  soul  to  peace. 
And  leads  me,  for  his  mercy's  sake, 
In  the  fair  paths  of  riihteousness. 

p  4  Though  I  walk  through  the  gloomy  vale, 
Where  death  and  all  its  terrors  are. 
My  heart  and  hope  shall  never  fail, 
For  God  my  shepherd's  svith  me  there. 

5  Amidst  the  darkness  and  the  deeps 
Thou  art  my  coinfjrl,  thou  my  stay  ; 
Thy  staft'  supporis  my  foeble  steps. 
Thy  rod  directs  ray  doubtful  way. 

6  The  sons  of  earth  and  sons  of  hell 
Gaze  at  thy  goodness,  and  repine 
T6  see  my  table  spread  so  well 
With  living  bread  and  cheerful  wine, 

/  7  [How  I  rejoice  when  on  my  head 
Thy  Spirit  condescends  to  rest ! 
'Tis  a  divine  anointing  shed 
Like  oil  of  gladness  at  a  feast. 

8  Surely  the  mercies  of  the  Lord 
Attend  his  household  all  their  days  ; 
There  will  I  dwell  to  hear  liis  word, 
\         To  seek  liis  face,  and  sing  his  praise,  j 


COMMUNION 
1  f*>Y  PSALM  23.  C.  M.  Barby. 

^^*  •  The  same. 

MY  shepherd  will  supply  my  need, 
Jehovah  is  his  naroe  ; 
In  pastures  fresh  Le  makes  me  feed 
Beside  tho  living  stream. 
2  He  brings  my  wandering  spirit  back, 
When  I  forsake  his  ways  ; 
And  leads  me,  lor  his  mercy's  sake, 
In  paths  of  tmth  and  grace. 
S  When  I  walk  through  the  shades  ol  death, 
Thy  presence  is  my  stay  ; 
A  word  of  thy  supporting  breath 
Drives  all  my  fears  away. 

4  Thy  hand,  in  sisrht  of  all  my  foes, 

Doth  still  my  table  spread  ; 

My  cup  wth  blessings  overflows, 

Thine  oil  anoints  my  head. 

5  The  sure  pro\-ision3  of  my  God 

Attend  me  all  ray  days  ; 
p     0  may  thy  house  be  mine  abode, 
And  all  my  work  he  praise! 

6  There  would  I  find  a  settled  rest, 

(While  others  go  and  come,) 
No  more  a  strantrer  or  a  guest. 
But  like  a  child  at  home. 
1  fift  PSALM  23.  S.  M.  Watchman 

iUO.  The  same. 

THE  Lord  my  shepherd  h, 
I  shall  be  well  supplied  ; 
Since  he  is  mine  and  I  am  his, 
What  can  I  want  beside? 

2  He  leads  me  to  the  place 
Where  heavenly  pasture  grows, 

Where  living  waters  gently  pass. 
And  full  salvation  flows. 

3  If  e'er  I  go  astray, 

He  doth  my  soul  reclaim, 
And  guides  rne  in  his  own  right  way. 
For  his  most  holy  name. 

4  While  he  affords  his  aid, 
I  cannot  yield  to  fear ; 

Though  I  should  walk  thro'  death  ?  dark  shade. 
My  shepherd's  with  me  there. 
/  5     In  sight  of  all  my  foes, 

Thou  dost  my  table  spread  ; 
My  cup  with  blessiiigs  overflo^vs. 
And  joy  exalts  my  head. 


WITH  GOD. 
6     The  bounties  of  thy  love 

Shall  crown  my  following  days  ; 

Nor  from  thy  house  will  I  remove, 

Nor  cease  to  speak  thy  praise. 


169. 


PSALM  73.  2(1  Part.  C.  M.       Rochester. 
God  our  Porlion  here  and  hereafter. 

C^OD  my  supporter  and  my  hope, 
T  My  help  for  ever  near, 
Thine  arm  of  mercy  held  me  up 
When  sinking  in  de.spair. 

2  Thy  counsel.^,  Lord,  shall  guide  my  feet 

Through  this  dark  wililerness  ; 
Thine  hand  conduct  me  near  thy  seat, 
To  dwell  before  thy  face. 

3  Were  1  in  heaven  without  my  God, 

'Twould  1)0  no  joy  to  me  ; 
And  whilst  this  earth  is  my  abode, 
I  long  for  none  but  thee. 
p  4  What  if  the  spring.s  of  life  were  broke, 

And  flesh  and  heart  should  faint  1 
I      Goil  is  my  soul's  eternal  rock, 
The  strength  of  every  saint. 
5  Behold,  the  sinners  that  remove 
Far  from  thy  presence  die  ; 
>'ot  all  the  idol  gods  they  love 
Can  save  them  when  they  cry. 
/  6  But  to  draw  near  to  thee,  my  God, 
Shall  be  my  sweet  employ  ; 
My  tongue  shall  sout'd  thy  works  abroad, 
And  tell  the  world  my  joy. 

I  I IV f\  HYMN  «.  B.  2.  C.  M.  York. 

'  *•  '  ^'    God  my  only  haprnness,  Psalm  Imii.  25. 
God,  my  portion,  and  my  love, 
My  evcrlas'ing  all. 
I've  none  but  thee  in  heaven  above, 
Or  on  this  earthly  ball. 
2  [What  empty  things  are  all  the  skies. 
And  this  inferior  clod  ! 
There's  nothing  here  desoives  my  joys, 
There's  nothing  like  my  God.] 
V  3  [In  vain  the  bright,  the  burning  sun, 
Scatters  his  feeble  light ; 
'Tis  thy  sweet  beams  create  my  noon; 
If  thou  withdraw,  'ti.s  nicht. 
4  And  whilst  ucon  mv  restless  bed, 
I  Amongst  the  shades  I  roll, 

1  If  my  Redeemer  shows  his  head, 

I  'Tis  morning  with  my  soul.] 


W. 


COMIMUMON 

Tothefi  I  owe  my  wealth,  and  friends. 

And  heaitli,  and  saft  abode  ; 
Thanks  to  thy  name  for  meaner  tilings, 

But  they  are  not  my  God. 

6  How  vain  a  toy  is  glittering  wealth, 

If  once  compar'd  to  tliee  ; 
Or  what  my  safety,  or  my  health, 
Or  all  rny  friends  to  me  ? 

7  Were  I  posssessor  of  the  earth, 

And  call'd  the  stars  my  own, 
Without  thy  graces  and  thyself 
I  were  a  wretch  undone. 
/  8  Let  others  stretch  their  arms  like  seas, 
A  nd  gra-sp  in  all  the  shore, 
Grauc  me  the  visits  of  thy  face. 
And  I  desire  no  more. 
1  7'  l  HY.MX  93.  B.  2.  S.  M.  Shirland 

X  «  ±  •  God  all,  and  in  all,  Psalm  Lxxiii.  25. 

MY  God,  my  life,  my  love, 
To  thee,  to  thee,  I  call, 
I  cannot  live  if  thou  remove, 
For  thou  art  all  in  all. 

2  [Thy  shining  grace  can  cheer 
This  dungeon  w  here  I  dwell ; 

'Tis  paradise  when  thou  art  here, 
If  thou  depart,  'tis  hell.] 

3  [The  smilings  of  thy  face. 
How  amiable  they  are  1 

'Tis  heaven  to  rest  in  tliine  embrace. 
And  nowhere  else  but  there.] 

4  [To  thee,  and  thee  alone, 
The  angels  owe  their  bliss  ; 

They  .«it  around  thy  gracious  throne, 
And  dwell  where  Jesus  is.] 

5  [Not  all  the  harps  above 
Can  make  a  heavenly  place, 

If  God  his  residence  remove, 
Or  but  conceal  his  face.] 
p  6     Nor  earth,  nor  all  the  sky. 
Can  one  Celight  afford. 
No,  not  a  drop  of  real  joy. 
Without  thy  presence.  Lord. 
7     Thou  art  the  sea  of  love, 
Where  all  my  pleasiu-es  roll, 
The  circle  where  my  passions  movei 
And  centre  of  my  soul. 
/  8      [To  thee  my  spirits  fly 
With  infinite  desire. 
And  yet  how  far  fiom  thee  I  lie  ! 
Dear  Jesus,  raise  me  higher.] 


172 


WITH  GOD. 

HYMN  15.  B.  2.  L,  M.         Denmark. 
•  Enjoyment  of  Christ ;  or,  Delight  in  Worship. 

FAR  from  my  thoughts,  vain  world,  begone. 
Let  my  religious  hours  alune : 
Faiti  would  my  eyes  my  Saviour  see, 
I  wait  a  visit,  Lord,  from  tiiee. 

2  My  heart  grows  warm  with  holy  fire, 
And  kindle.s  with  a  pure  desire : 
Come,  my  dear  Jesus,  from  above, 
And  feed  my  soul  with  heavenly  love. 

3  [The  trees  of  life  immortal  stand 
in  blooming  rows  at  tliy  right  hand. 
And  in  sweet  murmurs  by  their  side 
Rivers  of  bliss  perpetual  glide. 

/  4  Haste,  then,  but  with  a  smiling  face. 

And  spread  the  table  of  thy  grace : 

Bring  down  a  taste  of  tmth  divine, 

And  cheer  my  heart  with  sacred  wine.] 
5  Bless'd  Jesus,  what  delicious  fare ! 

How  sweet  thy  entertainments  are ! 

Never  did  angels  taste  above 

Redeeming  grace,  and  dying  love. 
I  6  Hail,  great  Immanuel,  all  divine, 

In  thee  thy  Father's  glories  shine ; 

Thou  brightest,  sweetest,  fairest  one. 

That  eyes  have  seen,  or  angels  known. 

1  7-0  HYMN  16.  B.  2.  L.  M.     Duke-Street 

•*-•*-'•  Pan  the  Second. 

LORD,  what  a  heaven  of  saving  grace. 
Shines  througii  tiie  beauties  of  thy  face, 
And  lights  our  passions  to  a  flame ! 
Lord,  how  we  love  thy  charming  name  I 

2  When  I  can  say,  My  God  is  mine. 
When  I  can  feel  thy  glories  shine, 
I  tread  the  world  beneatii  my  feet. 
And  all  that  earth  calls  good  or  great 

3  Wliile  such  a  scene  of  sacred  joys 
Our  raptur'd  eyes  and  souls  employs. 
Here  we  could  sit,  and  gaze  away 

A  long,  an  everlasting  day. 
/  4  Well,  we  shall  quickly  pass  the  night 
To  the  fair  coasts  of  perliect  light ; 
Then  shall  our  joyful  senses  rove 
O'er  the  dear  oiijects  of  our  love. 
5  [There  shall  we  drink  full  draughts  of  blias, 
And  pluck  new  life  from  heavenly  trees : 
Yet  now  and  then,  dear  Lord,  bestovir 
A  drop  of  heaven  on  worms  below. 
8 


SANCTIFICATION. 
6  Send  comforts  down  from  thy  right  hand, 
While  we  pass  through  tliis  barren  land. 
And  in  thy  temple  let  us  see 
A  glimpse  of  love,  a  ghrapse  of  thee.] 

SANCTIFICATION. 

1  i^A         HYMN  132.  B.  1.  L.  M.         Towiiseni 
J-  '  ^»  Holiness  arM  Grace,  Tit.  ii.  10-13. 

SO  let  our  lips  and  lives  express 
The  holy  gospel  we  profess, 
So  let  our  works  and  virtues  shine 
To  prove  the  doctnne  all  divine. 

2  Thus  shall  we  best  proclaim  abroad 
The  honours  of  our  Sa\iour  God  ; 
"When  the  salvation  reigns  within. 
And  grace  subdues  the  power  of  sin. 

3  Our  flesh  and  sense  must  be  denied, 
Passion  and  envy,  lust  and  pride  ; 

Wliile  justice,  temperance,  truth,  and  love, 
Our  inward  piety  approve. 
/  4  Religion  bears  our  spirits  up, 

While  we  e.vpect  that  blessed  hope. 
The  bright  appearance  of  the  Lord, 
And  faith  stands  Iccjamg  on  his  word. 

1"^  K  HY3IN  143.  B.  2.  C.  M.         Lynnfieli 

'  ^'  Flesh  and  Spirit. 

WHAT  different  powers  of  grace  and  sin 
Attend  our  mortal  state ! 
I  hate  the  thoughts  that  work  within, 
And  do  tlie  works  I  hate. 

2  Now  I  complain,  and  groan,  and  die, 

While  sin  and  Satan  reign : 
Now  raise  my  song  of  triumph  high, 
For  grace  prevails  again. 

3  So  darkness  struggles  \vith  the  light 

Till  perfect  day  arise  ; 
Water  and  fire  maintain  the  fight 
Until  the  weaker  dies. 

4  Thus  will  the  flesh  and  spirit  strive, 

And  vex  and  break  my  ueace :  r 

But  I  shall  Quit  this  mortal  life. 
And  sin  for  ever  cease. 

1  >Yf*  HYMN  104.  B.  1.  C.  M.         Dundee. 


A  State  of  Nature  and  of  Grace,  1  Cor.  vi.  10,  lit 
f  OT  the  maUcious  or  profane, 
I  The  wanton  or  the  proud. 


w 


SANCTIFICATION. 
Nor  thieves,  nor  slanderers,  shaD  obtain 
The  kingdom  of  our  God. 
p  2  Surprising  grace  !  And  such  were  we 
By  nature  and  by  sin, 
Heirs  of  immortal  misery, 
Unholy  and  unclean. 
/  3  But  we  are  wash'd  in  Jesus'  blood, 
We're  pardon'd  through  his  name ; 
And  the  good  Spirit  of  our  Grod 
Has  sanctified  our  frame. 
4  0  for  a  persevering  power 

To  keep  thy  just  commands ! 
We  would  defile  our  hearts  no  more, 
No  more  pollute  our  hands. 
I  -yy    HYMN  22.  B.  1.  2d  Part.  C.  M.  Arlingtcm. 
•■••*•  Flesli  and  Spirit,  Rom.  viii.  1. 

''HAT  vain  desires,  and  passions  vairl, 
Attend  this  mortal  clay ! 
Oft  have  they  pierc'd  my  soul  with  pain, 
And  drawn  my  heart  astray. 

2  How  have  I  wander'd  from  my  God  ; 

And,  following  sin  and  shame, 
In  this  vile  world  of  flesh  and  blood 
Defil'd  my  nobler  frame ! 

3  For  ever  blessed  be  thy  grace, 

That  form'dmy  soul  anew. 
And  made  it  of  a  heaven  born  race, 
Thy  glory  to  pursue. 

4  My  spirit  holds  perpetual  war, 

And  wrestles  ana  complains  ; 
But  views  the  happy  moment  near 

That  shall  dissolve  its  chains. 
/  5  Cheerful  in  death  1  close  my  eyes, 

To  part  with  every  lust ; 
And  charge  my  flesh  whene'er  it  rise 

To  leave  them  in  the  dust. 
6  My  purer  spirit  shall  not  fear 

To  put  this  body  on : 
Its  tempting  powers  no  more  are  there, 

Its  lusts  and  passions  gone. 

1  JQ       HYMN  119.  nth  Part.  C.  M.    St  Acn'ft 
X  «  O.  Breathing  after  Holiness. 

,  THAT  the  Lord  would  a-uide  my  ways 
To  keep  his  statutes  still ! 
0  that  my  God  would  grant  me  grace 
To  know  and  do  his  \vill  I 
S  0  send  thy  Spirit  down  to  write 
Thy  law  upon  my  heart  l 


O 


SANCTIFICATION. 

Nor  let  my  tongue  indulge  deceit, 
Nor  act  the  liar's  part. 

3  From  vanity  turn  off  my  eyes  : 

Let  no  corrupt  design. 
Nor  covetous  desires  arise 
"Within  this  soul  of  mine. 

4  Order  my  footsteps  by  thy  word, 

And  make  my  heart  sincere  ; 
Let  sin  have  no  dominion,  Lord, 
But  keep  my  conscience  clear. 

5  My  soul  hath  gone  too  far  astray, 

My  feet  too  often  slip  ; 
Yet  since  I've  not  forgot  thy  way, 
Restore  thy  wandenng  sheep. 
/  6  Make  me  to  walk  in  thy  commands, 
'Tis  a  delightful  road  ; 
Nor  let  my  head,  or  heart,  or  hands. 
Offend  against  my  God. 
1  >y(\  HYMN  97.  B.  1.  L.  M.  Brentford 

■'•'*-'•    Christ  our  Wisdom,  RighteonsTiess,  &c. 

BURIED  in  shadows  of  the  night 
"VVe  lie  till  Christ  restores  the  light ; 
Wisdom  descends  to  heal  the  blind, 
And  chase  the  darkness  of  the  mind. 
p  2  Our  euilty  souls  are  drown'd  in  tears 

Till  his  atoning  blond  appears, 
f     Then  we  awake  from  deep  distress. 
And  sing.  Tin  Lord  our  Righteousiiess. 
Z  Our  very  frame  is  mix'd  with  sin. 
His  Spirit  makes  our  natures  clean  ; 
Such  virtues  from  his  suflerings  flow. 
At  once  to  cleanse  and  pardon  too. 

4  Jesus  beholds  where  Satan  reigns. 
Binding  his  slaves  in  heavy  chains ; 
He  sets  the  prisoners  free,  and  breaks 
The  iron  bondage  trom  our  necks. 

5  Poor  helpless  worms  in  thee  possess 
Grace,  \nsdom,  power,  and  righteousness  ; 
Thou  art  our  mighty  All,  and  we 

Give  our  whole  selves,  O  Lord,  to  thee. 
1  Qr|  HYMN  93.  B.  1.  S.  M.  DroMt 

XOU.  Thesaine. 

HOW  heavy  is  the  night 
That  hanss  upon  our  eyes. 
Till  Christ  with  his  reviving  light 
Over  our  souls  arise  1 
a     Our  guilty  spirits  dread 

To  meet  the  wrath  of  heaven. 


1 


181 


PERSEVERANCE. 
But,  in  his  righteousness  array'd, 

"We  see  our  sins  forgiven. 

Unholy  and  impure 

Are  ail  our  thoughts  and  vvaya  ; 
His  hands  infected  nature  cure 

With  sanctifying  grace. 

The  powers  of  hell  agree 

To  hold  our  souls  in  vain  ; 
He  sets  the  sons  of  boiid^ne  free, 

And  breaks  die  cursed  chain. 

Lord,  we  adore  Lny  ways 

To  bring  us  near  to  Go,!. 
Thy  sovereign  power,  Miy  healing  grace, 

And  thine  atoning  blood. 

HYMN  90.  B.  2.  C.  M.  Archdale. 

Faith  in  Christ  for  Pardon  aMSaactlficatUm. 


V     TTOW  sad  our  stale  by  nature  is  I 
■f*  Our  sin,  how  deep  .t  stains  ! 
And  Satan  binds  our  captive  minds 
Fast  in  his  slavish  chains. 
/  2  But  there's  a  voice  of  sovereign  grace 

Sounds  from  the  sacred  word, 
I      '  Ho,  ye  despairing  sinners,  come, 

'  And  trust  upon  the  Lord.' 
/  3  My  soul  obeys  th'  almighty  call, 
And  runs  to  this  relief; 
I  would  believe  thy  promise,  Lord, 
O  I  help  my  unbelief 

4  [To  the  dear  fountain  of  thy  blood, 

Incarnate  God.  I  fly, 
Here  let  me  wash  my  spotted  soul, 
From  crimes  of  deepest  dye. 

5  Stretch  out  thine  arm,  victorious  King, 

My  reigning  sins  subdue, 
Drive  the  old  dragon  from  his  seat, 

"With  all  his  hellish  crew.l 
p  S  A  guilty,  weak,  and  helpless  worm. 

On  thy  kind  arms  I  fall  -. 
Be  thou  my  strengtn  and  righteousness, 

My  Jesus,  and  my  all. 


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PERSEVERANCE. 

PSALM  125.  C.  M.  Stade. 

The  Saint's  Trial  and  Safety. 

UNSHAKEN  as  the  sacred  hill. 
And  firm  as  mountains  be. 
Firm  as  a  rock  the  soul  shall  rest, 
That  leans,  0  Lord,  on  tliee. 


PERSEVERANCE. 

2  Not  walls  nor  hills  could  guard  so  well 

Old  Salem's  happy  ground, 

As  those  eternal  arms  of  love 

Thateverj'  saint  surround. 

3  While  tyrants  are  a  smarting  scourge 

To  drive  them  near  to  God, 
Dhine  compassion  does  allay 
The  fury  of  the  rod. 
p  4  Deal  gently,  Lord,  with  souls  sincere, 
And  lead  them  safely  on 
To  the  bright  gates  of  Paradise, 
Where  Christ  their  Lord  is  gone. 
5  But  if  we  trace  those  crooked  ways 
That  the  old  serpent  drew, 
The  wrath  that  drove  him  first  to  hell 
Shall  smite  his  followers  too. 
1  QC>  PSALIM  125.  S.  M.        Silver-street 

XOO*  rpj^  Saint's  Trial  and  Safety;  or,  moderated 
Afflictions. 


"C'lRM  and  urimov'd  are  they 


That  rest  their  souls  on  God; 
Finn  as  the  mount  where  David  dwelt, 
Or  where  the  ark  abode. 

2  As  mountains  stood  to  guard 
The  city's  sacred  ground, 

So  God  and  his  almighty  love 
Embrace  his  saints  around. 

3  What  though  the  Father's  rod 
Drop  a  chastising  stroke, 

Yet,  lest  it  wound  their  souls  too  doep, 

Its  fury  shall  be  broke. 
;;  4     Deal  gently,  Lord,  with  those 

Whose  faith  and  pious  fear, 
Whose  hope,  and  love,  and  every  grace, 

Proclaim  their  hearts  sincere. 

5  Nor  shall  the  tyrant's  rage 
Too  long  oppress  the  saint ; 

The  God  of  Israel  will  support 
His  children,  lest  they  faint. 

6  But  if  our  slavish  fear 

Will  choose  the  roau  'o  hell. 
We  must  expect  our  portioii  there 
Where  bolder  sinners  dwell. 
1  QJ.  PSALM  138.    L  M.  Luton. 

^<^^*  Restoring  and  preserving  Grace. 

[ViriTH  all  my  powers  of  heart  and  tongue, 

»  "    I'll  praise  my  Maker  in  my  song  ; 
Angels  shall  iiear  the  notes  I  raise. 
Approve  the  song,  and  join  the  praise. 


I 


PERSEVERANCE. 

2  Angels  that  make  thy  church  their  care, 
Shall  witness  my  devotion  there, 
While  holy  zeal  directs  my  eyes 

To  thy  fair  temple  in  the  skies.] 

3  I'll  sing  thy  truth  and  mercy,  Lord, 
I'll  sing  the  wonders  of  thy  word  ; 
Not  all  thy  works  and  names  below 
So  much  thy  power  and  glory  show. 

p  4  To  God  I  cried  when  troubles  rose  ; 
He  heard  me,  and  subdu'd  my  foes. 
He  did  my  rising  fears  control, 
And  strength  dm'us'd  through  all  my  soul. 

0  5  The  God  of  heaven  maintains  his  state, 

Frowns  on  the  proud,  and  scorns  the  great ; 

But  from  his  throne  descends  to  see 

The  sons  of  humble  poverty. 
6  Amidst  a  thousand  snares  I  stand. 

Upheld  and  guarded  by  thy  hand  ; 

Thy  words  my  fainting  soul  revive, 

And  keep  my  dying  faith  alive. 
"i  Srace  will  complete  what  grace  begins 

To  save  from  sorrows  or  from  sins  ; 

The  work  that  wisdom  undertakes. 

Eternal  mercy  ne'er  forsakes. 

|QK  PSALM  97.  3d  Part.  L.  M.         Trturo. 

•THH"  Almighty  reigns,  exalted  high 

-»-   O'er  all  the  earth,  o'er  all  the  sky ; 

Though  clouds  and  darkness  veil  his  feet, 

His  dwelling:  is  the  mercy-seat. 
0  2  0  ye  that  lo-ve  his  holy  name, 

Hate  every  work  of  sin  and  shame  ; 

He  guards  the  souls  of  all  his  friends. 

And  from  the  snares  of  hell  defends. 
3  Immortal  light  and  joys  unknown 

Are  for  the  saints  in  darkness  sown ; 

Those  glorious  seeds  shall  spring  and  rise, 

And  the  bright  harvest  bless  our  eyes. 
/  4  Rejoice,  ye  righteous,  and  record 

The  sacred  honours  of  the  Lord  ; 

None  but  the  soul  that  feels  his  grace 

Can  triumph  in  his  holiness. 

1  Q^  HYMN  51.  B.  1.  S.  M.  Milbury. 

-^VJ»  Preserving  Grace,  Jude.  ver.  24,  25. 

TO  God  the  only  wise, 
Our  Saviour  and  our  King, 
Let  all  the  saints  below  the  skiea 
Their  humble  praises  bring. 


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SALVATION. 

2  'Ti3  his  almiphty  love, 
His  counsel,  and  his  care, 

Preserves  u;»  safe  from  sin  and  death, 
And  every  hurtful  snare. 

3  He  will  present  our  soula 
Unblemish'd  and  complete, 

Before  the  glory  of  his  face, 
"With  joj-3  divinely  great. 

4  Then  all  the  chosen  seed 
Shall  meet  around  thy  throne, 

Shall  bless  tlie  conduct  of  his  grace. 
And  make  his  v.onders  known. 

5  To  our  Redeemer  God 
"Wisdom  and  power  belongs, 

Immortal  crowns  of  majesty. 
And  everlasting  songs. 

SALVATION- 
HYMN  S«i.  B.  2.  C.  M.     Cambridge. 
Salvaiion. 
ALVATTOX!  0,  the  joyful  sound! 
'Tis  jileasure  to  our  ears  ; 
A  sovereign  bahii  for  every  wound, 
A  cordial  for  our  fears. 
2  Buried  in  sorrow  and  in  sin, 
At  hell's  dark  door  we  lay, 
But  we  arise  by  grace  dixine, 
To  see  a  heavenly  day. 
/  3  Salvation !  let  the  ecno  fly 

The  spacious  earth  around, 

While  all  the  armies  of  the  sky 

Conspire  to  raise  the  sound. 

HYMN  111.  B.  1.  C.  M.  Devizes 

Salvalmi  tnj  Grace,  Titus  iii.  3—7. 
[T  ORD,  we  confess  our  numerous  faults, 
-LJ  How  great  our  guilt  has  been ! 
Foohsh  and  vain  were  all  our  thoughts, 
And  all  our  lives  were  sin. 

2  But,  0  my  soul,  for  eve'  praise, 

For  ever  love  his  name, 
Who  turns  thy  feet  frorr  dangerous  ways 
Of  folly,  sin.  and  shame.  1 

3  ['Tis  not  by  works  of  righteousness 

Which  our  own  hands  have  done ; 
But  we  are  savd  by  sovereign  grace 
Abounding  through  his  Son.] 


S^ 


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SALVATION. 

p  1  'Tis  from  the  murcy  of  our  God 
That  all  our  hopes  be^in  : 
'Tis  by  the  water  and  the  blood 
Our  souls  are  wash'd  from  sin. 
p  5  'Tis  through  the  purchase  of  his  death, 
Who  hung  upon  the  tree, 
The  Spirit  is  sent  down  to  breathe 
On  such  dry  bones  as  we. 
f  6  Rais'd  from  the  dead  we  live  anew ; 
And,  justified  by  grace, 
We  shall  appear  in  glory  too, 
And  see  our  Father's  face. 


189. 


HYMN  31.  B.  1.  1st  Part.  C.  M.         Irish. 
Condescending  Grace,  Psalm  cxxxviii.  6. 


To  visit  earthly  things, 
With  scorn  divine  he  turns  his  eyes 
From  towers  ol  haughty  kings, 
s  2  He  bids  his  awful  chariot  roll 

Far  downward  from  the  skies, 
To  visit  every  humble  soul, 
With  pleasure  in  his  eyes. 
p  3  Why  should  the  Lord  that  reigns  abovo 
Disdain  so  lofty  kings  ! 
Say,  Lord,  and  why  such  looks  of  love, 
Upon  such  worthless  things ! 
s  4  Mortals,  be  dumb ;  what  creature  dares 
Dispute  his  awful  will  ? 
Ask  no  account  of  his  aifairs. 
But  tremble  and  be  still. 
5  Just  like  his  nature  is  his  grace, 
All  sovereign  and  all  free  ; 
Great  God,  how  searchless  are  thy  ways 
How  deep  thy  judgments  be '. 

1  QA         HYMN  137.  B.  1.  L.  M.  RothweU 

L  kJxJ  .  Salvation  by  Grace  in  Christ,  2  Tim.  i.  9, 10 
[0  W  to  the  power  of  God  supreme, 
Be  everlasting  honours  given, 
He  saves  from  hell ,  (we  bless  his  name,) 
He  calls  our  wandering  feet  to  heaven. 

2  Not  for  our  duties  or  deserts. 
But  of  his  own  abounding  grace, 
He  works  salvation  in  our  hearts. 
And  forms  a  people  tor  his  praise. 

3  'Tvvas  his  own  purpose  that  begun 
To  rescue  rebels  doom'd  to  die  ; 
He  gave  us  grace  in  Christ  his  Son, 
Before  he  spread  the  starry  sky. 


w 


SALVATION. 

•   Je3U3  the  Lorn  appears  at  last, 
And  makes  his  Father's  counsels  known ; 
Declares  the  great  transactions  past, 
And  brings  immortal  blessings  down, 
s  5  He  dies  :  and  in  that  dreadful  night 
Did  all  the  powers  of  hell  destroy  ; 
'     Rising,  he  brought  our  heaven  to  light, 
And  took  possession  of  the  joy. 
1  Q  -I     PSALM  85.  V.  9,  &c.  2d  Part  L.  M.  Lorraia 
J.  »7  ±  .  Sah-alion  by  Christ. 


^ALVATIpN  is  tor  ever  nigh 


The  souls  that  fear  and  trust  the  Lord ; 
And  grace,  descending  from  on  high, 
Fresh  hopes  of  glory  shall  atford. 

2  Mercy  and  truth  on  earth  are  met, 

Since  Clirist  the  Lord  came  down  from  heaven  i 
By  his  obedience,  so  complete. 
Justice  is  pleas'd,  and  peace  is  given. 

3  Now  truth  and  honour  shall  abound, 
Rehgion  dwell  on  earth  again. 

And  lieavenly  influence  bless  the  ground 
In  our  Redeemer's  gentle  reign. 

4  His  righteousness  is  gone  before 
To  give  us  free  access  to  God  ; 

Our  wandering  feet  shall  stray  no  more. 
But  mark  his  steps  and  keep  the  road. 

1  Q9  HYMN  4.  B.  2.  L.  M.  Germany. 

"*■  '-^ '^  *  Sah'cuio-n  in  the  Cress, 

p     TTERE  at  thy  cross,  my  dying  God, 
-tX  I  lay  my  soul  beneath  thy  love, 
Beneath  the  droppmgs  of  thy  blood, 
Jesus,  nor  shall  it  e'er  remove. 

2  Not  all  that  tyrants  think  or  say, 
With  rage  and  lightning  in  their  eyes. 
Nor  hell  shall  fright  my  soul  away. 
Should  hell  with  all  its  legions  rise. 

3  Should  worlds  conspire  to  drive  me  hence, 
Moveless  and  firm  this  heart  should  lie  ; 
Resolv'd,  (for  that's  my  last  defence,) 

If  I  must  perish,  here  to  die. 
p  4  But  speak,  my  Lord,  and  calm  my  fear ; 
Am  I  not  safe  beneath  thy  shade  ? 
Thy  vengeance  will  not  strike  me  here. 
Nor  Satan  dare  my  soul  invade. 

5  Yes,  I'm  secure  beneath  thy  blood. 
And  all  my  foes  shall  lose  their  aim, 

I      Hosanna  to  my  dying  God, 

And  my  best  honours  to  liis  name. 


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SALVATION. 
PSALM  69.  3d  Part.  C.  M.      Arundel. 

Christ's  Obedience  and  Death. 

FATHER,- 1  sing  thy  wondrous  grace, 
I  bless  my  Saviour's  name  ; 
He  brought  salvation  for  tlie  poor, 
And  bore  the  sinner's  shame. 
9  His  deep  distress  has  rais'd  us  high, 
His  duty  and  his  zeal 
Fulfill'd  the  law  which  mortals  broke, 
And  tinish'd  all  thy  will. 
8  His  dying  groans,  his  living  songs, 
Shall  belter  please  my  God, 
Than  harp  or  trumpets'  solemn  sound, 
Than  goats'  or  bullocks'  blood. 

4  This  shall  his  humble  followers  see. 

And  set  their  hearts  at  rest ; 
They  by  his  death  draw  near  to  thee. 
And  live  for  ever  biest. 

5  Let  heaven  and  all  that  dwell  on  high 

To  God  their  voices  raise, 
While  lands  and  seas  assist  the  sky. 
And  join  t'  advance  his  praise. 

6  Zion  is  thine,  most  Holy  God  ; 

Thy  Son  shall  bless  her  gates  ; 
And  glory  purchas'd  by  his  blood 
For  thine  own  Israel  waits. 
HYMN  46.  B.  1.  1st  Part.  C.  M.   Arlington. 
God  glorious  and  Sinners  saved,  Rom.  i.  30. 


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I      Tj^ATHER,  how  wide  thy  g:iories  shine  I 
-T    How  high  thy  wonders  rise ! 
Known  through  the  earth  by  thousand  signs, 
By  thousands  through  the  skies. 
2  Those  mighty  orbs  proclaim  thy  power. 
Their  motions  speak  thy  skill, 
And  on  the  wings  of  every  hour 
"We  read  thy  patience  still. 
%  But  when  we  view  thy  strange  design 
To  save  rebellious  worms. 
Our  souls  are  fill  d  with  awe  divine, 
To  see  what  God  performs. 
V  4  "When  sinners  break  the  Father's  law, 
The  dying  Son  atones  ; 
Dh  the  dear  mysteries  of  his  cross! 
The  triumph  of  his  groans ! 
6  Now  the  full  glories  of  the  Lamb 
Adorn  the  heavenly  plains  : 
Sweet  cherubs  learn  Immanuel's  name, 
And  try  their  choicest  strains. 


195. 


INVITATIONS. 

/  6  0  may  I  bear  some  humble  part 
In  tbat  immortal  song ; 
V\"onder  and  joy  shall  tune  my  heart, 
And  lore  command  my  tongue. 


SCRIPTURE  INVITATIONS  AND  PROMISES. 


INVITATIONS. 

HY:MN  7.  B.  1.  C.  M.        Woodland. 
The  InvUation  of  the  Gospel;  or.  Spiritual  Fooa. 

LET  every  mortal  ear  attend, 
And  every  heart  rejoice, 
Thi,  trumpet  of  the  gospel  sounds 
With  an  inviting  voice. 

2  Ho.  all  ye  hungry  star\ine  souls, 

That  feed  upon  the  wmd. 
And  vainly  strive  with  earthly  toys 
To  fill  an  empty  mind  ; 

3  Eternal  wisdom  has  prepar'd 

A  soul-reviving  feast, 
And  bids  your  longing  appetites 
The  nch  provision  taste. 

4  Ho,  ye  that  pant  for  living  streams, 

And  pine  away  and  die, 
Here  you  may  -luench  j'our  raging  thirst 
With  springs  that  never  dry. 

5  Rivers  of  love  and  mercy  here 

Iii  a  rich  ocean  join  ; 
Salvation  in  abundance  flows. 
Like  floods  of  milk  aud  wine. 

6  [Ye  perishing  and  naked  poor, 

who  work  with  mighty  pain 

To  weave  a  garment  of  your  own 

That  will  not  tiide  your  sin  ; 

7  Come  naked,  and  adorn  your  souls 

In  robes  prepar'd  by  God , 
Wrought  by  the  labours  of  his  Son, 
And  dyed  in  his  own  blood.] 

8  Dear  God,  the  treasures  of  thy  love 

Are  everlasting  mines. 
Deep  as  our  helpless  miseries  are. 
And  boundless  as»nur  sins. 

9  The  happy  gates  of  gospel  grace 

Stand  open  night  and  day. 
Lord,  we  are  come  to  seek  supplies. 
And  drive  our  wants  away. 


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INVITATIONS. 
HYMN  127.  B.  1.  L.  M.  Bath. 

•  Christ's  Invitacion  to  Sinners ;  or.  Humility 


197 


atid  Pride,  Matt.  xi.  28- 
»/^OME  hither,  all  ye  weary  soab, 
v.^  '  Ye  heavy  laden  sinners,  come, 
'I'll give  you  rest  from  all  your  toils, 
'  And  raise  you  to  my  heavenly  home. 

2  '  They  shall  find  rest  that  leara  of  me ; 
'  I'm  of  a  meek  and  lowly  mind ; 

'  But  passion  rages  like  the  sea, 
'  And  pride  is  restless  as  the  w^ind. 

3  '  Blest  is  the  man  whose  shoulders  take 
'  My  yoke-  and  bear  it  with  delight; 

'  My  yoke  is  easy  to  his  neck, 

'  My  grace  shall  make  the  burden  light.' 

4  Jesus,  we  come  at  thy  command, 
With  faith,  and  hope,  and  humble  zeal, 
Resign  our  spirits  to  thy  hand. 

To  mould  and  guide  us  at  thy  will. 

HYMN  92.  B.  1.  S.  M.       Silver-street 
Christ  the  Wisdomof  God,  Prov.  viii.  1.  22—32. 

SHALL  Wisdom  cry  aloud, 
And  not  her  speech  be  heard  1 
The  voice  of  God's  eternal  Word, 

Deserves  it  no  regard? 

'  I  was  his  chief  delight, 

'  His  everlasting  Son, 
'  Before  the  first  of  all  his  works 

'  Creation  was  begun. 

'  [Before  the  flying  clouds, 

'  Before  the  solid  land, 
'  Before  the  fields,  before  the  floods, 

'  I  dwelt  at  his  right  hand. 

'  When  he  adorn'd  the  akies, 

'  And  built  them,  I  was  there, 
'  To  order  when  the  sun  should  rise, 

'  And  marshal  every  star. 

'  When  he  pour'd  out  the  sea, 

'  And  spread  the  flowing  deep, 
'  I  gave  the  flood  a  firm  decree 

'  la  its  own  bounds  to  keep.] 

'  Upon  the  empty  air 

'  The  earth  was  balanc'd  well ; 
•  With  joy  I  saw  the  mansion  where 

*  The  sons  of  men  should  dwell. 

'  My  busy  thoughts  at  first 

'  On  their  salvation  ran, 
'  Ere  sin  was  born,  or  Adam's  dust 

'  Was  fashion'd  to  a  man. 


PROMISES. 
/  8     '  Then  come,  receive  my  erace, 
'  Ye  children,  and  be  wise  : 
•  Happy  the  man  that  keeps  my  wayg  ; 
'  The  man  that  shuns  Ibem  dies.' 


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HYMN  93.  B.  1.  L.  M.  Well*. 

Chrttt,  or  Wisdom,  cbfycd  or  raisud. 

THU3  saith  the  wisdom  of  the  Lord, 
'  Bless'd  is  the  man  that  hean  my  word, 
'  Keeps  daily  watch  bct'oro  my  gates, 
'  And  at  my  feet  for  mercy  waits. 
'  The  soul  that  sfeks  me  shall  obtain 
'  Immortal  wealth  and  heavenly  gain  ; 
'Immortal  lite  i-!  his  reward. 
'  Life,  and  the  favuur  of  the  Lord. 
'  But  the  vile  wretch  that  flies  from  me 
'  Doth  his  own  soul  an  injury  ; 
'  Fools  that  against  my  grace  rdie?, 
'  Seek  death,  and  love  ttie  road  to  hcIL 


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HYMN  107.  B.  1.  L.  M.  £ 

The  Fuli  and  Recovery  of  Men. 

DECEIV  D  by  subtle  snares  of  hell. 
Adam  our  head,  our  father  fell, 
When  Satan  in  the  serpent  hid, 
Propos'd  the  fruit  that  God  forbid. 

2  Death  was  the  threatening ;  death  began 
To  take  possession  of  the  man  ; 

His  unborn  race  receiv'd  the  wound. 
And  heavy  curses  smote  the  ground. 

3  But  Satan  found  a  worse  reward  ; 
Thus  saith  the  ven?eanre  of  the  Lord, 
•  Let  everlasting  hatred  be 

'  Betwixt  the  woman's  seed  and  thee. 

4  '  The  woman's  seed  shall  be  my  Son, 

'  He  shall  destroy  what  thou  hast  acne 
'  Shall  break  thy  head,  ana  only  feel 
'  Thy  malice  raging  at  his  heel' 

5  [He  spake :  and  bit;  four  thousand  years 
Roll  on  ;  at  length  h-s  Son  api^ars : 
Angels  with  joy  descend  to  earth, 

And  sing  the  youtit  Reueeraer's  birth. 

6  Lo,  by  the  sons  of  h.?L  he  oies  j 

But,  as  he  hung  'twixt  earth  and  skies, 
He  gave  their  prince  a  fataJ  blow. 
And  triuroph'd  o'er  tne  powers  below. 


PROMISES. 

^/\n  HVMN  9.  n.  1.  C.  M.  Deme* 

<\J\J»  rpf^^  Promhes  of  the  Covmant  of  Qract. 

iN  vain  we  lavish  out  our  lives 
To  iratJior  i-mpty  winil, 
Tlie  rlioicost  blessmir'  earth  can  yield 
Will  starve  a  hungry  mind. 
f  t  Come,  and  the  Lord  shall  feed  our  ■ouli 
With  mori!  sulMHantial  meat, 
With  8uch  aa  samU  in  jlory  love, 
With  such  as  aii^ls  eat. 
3  Our  Ood  «-ill  eviTy  want  supply, 
A-nd  fill  our  hearts  with  iieace : 
He  fives  by  covenant  and  by  oaln 
The  riches  of  his  (crace. 
\  Come,  and  lie'll  cleanse  our  spotted  lotik. 
And  wash  away  our  stains, 
In  thu  dear  t'uunlain  that  his  Son 
Pour'd  I'roni  his  dyiuf  vems. 
&  [Our  pudt  shall  vanish  all  away, 
Thmigii  black  as  h<;ll  before  ; 
Our  sins  shall  sink  beneath  the  sea. 
And  shall  be  found  no  more. 

6  And  lest  pollution  should  o'erspread 

Our  inwani  powers  a^ain. 
His  Spirit  shall  l)edew  our  souls 
Like  purifying  rain.] 

7  Our  heart,  that  flinty  stubborn  thing, 

That  terrors  cannot  move. 
That  fears  no  threatenings  of  his  wrath 
Shall  be  dissolv'd  by  love. 

8  Or  he  can  take  the  flint  away 

That  would  not  be  refin'd. 
And  from  the  treasures  of  liis  grace 
Bestow  a  softer  mind. 
/  9  There  shall  his  sacred  Spirit  dwell, 
And  deep  en^ve  his  law. 
And  every  motion  of  our  souls 
To  swift  obedience  draw. 
f  10  Thus  will  he  pour  salvation  down, 
And  v*-e  shall  render  praise ; 
We,  the  dear  f)eoplc  of  his  love, 
And  He  our  God  of  grace. 
OQI  HYMN  15.  B.  1.  L.  M.  Portugal 

■^^  -■-  •  ChiT  ou-n  WeaX-ness,  or  Christ  our  Strength 
T  ET  me  but  hear  my  Saviour  say, 
-'-'  '  Strength  shall  be  equal  to  thy  day,' 
Then  I'll  rejoice  in  deep  distress;, 
Leaning  on  all-sufficient  Grace. 


PROMISES. 

/  8     '  Then  come,  receive  my  grace, 
'  Ye  children,  and  be  wise  : 
'  Happy  the  man  that  keeps  my  ways  ; 
'  The  man  that  shuns  them  dies.' 


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HYMN  93.  B.  1.  L.  M.  Wei 

Christ,  or  Wisdom,  obeyed  or  resisted. 

THUS  saith  the  wisdom  of  the  Lord, 
'  Bless'd  is  the  man  that  hears  my  word, 
•  Keeps  daily  watch  before  my  gates, 
'  And  at  my  feet  for  mercy  waits. 

2  '  The  soul  that  seeks  me  shall  obtain 

'  Immortal  wealth  and  heavenly  gain  ; 

'Immortal  life  is  his  reward. 

'  Life,  and  the  favour  of  the  Lord. 

3  '  But  the  vile  wretch  that  flies  from  me 
'  Doth  his  own  soul  an  injury  ; 

'  Fools  that  against  my  grace  rebel, 
'  Seek  death,  and  love  the  road  to  heU. 


199. 


PROMISES. 


HYMN  107.  B.  1.  L.  M. 
The  Full  and  Recovery  of  Man. 


DECEIV'D  by  subtle  snares  of  hell. 
Adam  our  head,  our  father  fell, 
When  Satan  iti  the  serpent  hid, 
Propos'd  the  frait  that  God  forbid. 

2  Death  was  the  threatening  ;  death  began 
To  take  possession  of  the  man  ; 

His  unborn  race  receiv'd  the  wound. 
And  heavy  curses  smote  the  ground. 

3  But  Satan  found  a  worse  reward  ; 
Thus  saith  the  vengeance  of  the  Lord, 
'  Let  everlasting  hatred  1)6 

'  BetNvixt  the  woman's  seed  and  thee. 

4  '  The  woman's  seed  shall  be  my  Son, 

'  He  shall  destroy  what  thou  hast  ocne 
'  Shall  break  thy  head,  ana  only  leei 
'  Thy  malice  raging  at  his  heel.' 

5  [He  spake :  and  bid  fou;  thousand  years 
Roll  on  ;  at  length  h^s  Son  appears : 
Angels  with  joy  descend  to  earth. 

And  sing  the  yount  Reueeraer's  birth. 

6  Lo,  by  the  sons  of  hei.'  he  uies  j 

But,  as  he  hung  'twixt  earth  and  skies, 
He  gave  their  prince  a  fatal  blow, 
And  tri'irci)h'd  o'er  tne  powers  below. 


n; 


PROMISES. 

c^r\n  HYMN  9.  B.  1.  C.  M.  Devizes. 

^^^*  The  Promises  of  the  Covenaitt  of  Qrace. 
vain  we  lavish  out  our  lives 
To  gather  empty  wind, 
The  choicest  blessings  earth  can  yield 
Will  starve  a  hungry  mind. 
f  t  Come,  and  the  Lord  shall  feed  our  souls 
With  more  substantial  meat, 
With  such  as  saints  in  glory  love, 
With  such  as  angels  eat. 
3  Our  God  will  every  want  supply, 
A.nd  fill  our  hearts  with  peace ; 
He  gives  by  covenant  and  by  oath 
The  riches  of  his  grace. 
i  Come,  and  he'll  cleanse  our  spotted  souls. 
And  wash  away  our  stains, 
In  the  dear  fountain  that  his  Son 
Pour'd  from  his  dying  %'eins. 

5  [Our  guilt  shall  vanish  all  away, 
,       Though  black  as  hell  before  ; 

Our  sins  shall  sink  beneath  the  sea. 
And  shall  be  found  no  more. 

6  And  lest  pollution  should  o'erspread 

Our  inward  powers  again, 
His  Spirit  shall  bedew  our  souls 
Like  purifying  rain.] 

7  Our  heart,  that  flinty  stubborn  thing, 

That  terrors  cannot  move. 
That  fears  no  threatenings  of  his  wratb 
Shall  be  dissolv'd  by  love. 

8  Or  he  can  take  the  flint  away 

That  would  not  be  refin'J, 
And  from  the  treasures  of  liis  grace 
Bestow  a  softer  mind. 
/  9  There  shall  his  sacred  Spirit  dwell, 
And  deep  engrave  his  law, 
And  every  motion  of  our  souls 
To  swift  obedience  draw. 
f  10  Thus  will  he  pour  salvation  down, 
And  we  shall  render  praise ; 
We,  the  dear  people  of  his  love, 
And  He  our  God  of  grace. 
OQI  HYMN  15.  B.  1.  L.  M.  Portugal 

^\js.»  Qyy.  gj^  Weakness,  or  Christ  our  Strength. 

LET  me  but  hear  my  Saviour  say, 
'  Strength  shall  be  equal  to  thy  day,' 
Then  I'll  rejoice  in  deep  distress, 
Leaning  on  all-sufficient  Grace. 


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PROMISES. 

2  I  dory  in  infinnity, 

That  Christ's  owti  power  may  rest  on  me  ; 
When  I  am  weak,  then  am  I  strong, 
Grace  is  my  shield,  and  Christ  my  song. 

3  1  can  do  all  things,  or  can  bear 
All  suiFerings,  if  m,y  Lord  be  there  ; 
Sweet  uleasures  mingle  with  the  pains, 
Wliile  his  left  hand  my  head  sustains. 

4  But  if  the  Lord  be  ono^  withdrawn, 
And  we  attempt  the  work  alone, 
When  new  temptations  spring  and  rise 
We  lind  how  great  our  weakness  is. 

5  [So  Samson,  when  his  hair  was  lost, 
Met  the  Philistines  to  his  cost, 
Shook  his  vain  Hmbs  with  sad  surprise, 
Made  feeble  fight,  and  lost  his  eyes.] 

HYMN  32.  B.  1.  G.  M.  Dundt . 

•  Strength  from  Heaven,  Isa.  xl.  27—30. 


WHENCE  do  our  mournful  thoughts  arise? 
And  Where's  our  courage  fled? 
Has  restless  sin  and  raging  hell 
Struck  all  our  comforts  dead? 

2  Have  we  forgot  th'  Almighty  name 

That  forra'u  the  earth  and  sea? 
And  can  an  all-creating  arm 
Grow  weary  or  decay  ? 

3  Treasures  of  everlasting  might 

In  our  Jehovah  dwell ; 
He  gives  the  conquest  to  the  weak. 
And  treads  theu-  foes  to  hell. 

4  Mere  mortal  powen;  shall  fade  and  die. 

And  youtliful  vigour  cease  ; 
But  we  that  wait  upon  the  Lord 
Shall  feci  our  strength  increase. 

5  The  saints  shall  mount  on  eagles'  wings, 

And  tasLe  the  promis'd  bliss, 
Till  their  unwearied  feet  arrive 
Where  perfect  pleasure  is. 
O  AO         HYMN  84.  B.  1.  L.  I\I.        Old  Hundred. 
^^ '^  *  Salvation.  RigMcms-ness,  and  strength  in  Christ, 
I       JEHOVAH  speaks,  let  Israel  hear, 
**   Let  all  the  earth  rejoice  and  fear, 
Wlule  God's  eternal  Son  proclaims 
His  sovereign  honours  and  his  names. 
2  '  I  am  the  Last,  and  1  the  First, 
'  The  Saviour  God,  and  God  the  Just ; 
'  There's  none  beside  pretends  to  s^hovr 
'  Such  justice  and  salvation  too. 


rpi 


PROMSES. 

3  '(Ye  that  in  ?hades  of  darkness  dwell, 
'  Just  on  the  verge  of  death  and  hell, 

'  Look  up  to  me  from  distant  lands. 

'  Light,  life,  and  heaven  are  in  my  hands. 

4  '  Iby  my  holy  name  have  sworn, 

'  Nor  shall  the  word  in  vain  return, 
'  To  me  shall  all  things  bend  the  kneo, 
'And  every  tongue  shall  swear  to  me. J 

5  '  In  me  alone  shall  men  confess 

'  Lies  all  their  strength  and  righteousness  ; 
'  But  such  as  dare  despise  my  name. 
'  I'll  clothe  them  with  eternal  shame. 

6  '  In  me,  the  Lord,  shall  all  the  seed 
'  Of  Israel  from  their  sins  be  freed, 
'  And  by  their  shining  graces  prove 

Their  interest  in  my  pardoning  love.' 
904-         HYMN  85.  B.  1.  S.  M.        Silver-Street 
^^^*  The  same. 

HE  Lord  on  high  proclaims 
His  Godhead  from  his  throne  ; 
'  Mercy  and  Justice  are  the  names 
'  By  which  I  will  be  known. 
p  2  'Ye  dying  souls  that  sit 

'  In  darkness  and  distress, 
'  Look  from  the  borders  of  the  pit 
'  To  my  recovering  grace.' 

3  Sinners  shall  hear  the  sound  ; 

Their  thankful  tongues  shadl  own 
'  Our  righteousness  and  strength  are  found 
'  In  thee,  the  Lord,  alone.' 

4  In  thee  shall  Israel  trust. 

And  see  their  guilt  forgiven  ; 
God  will  pronounce  the  sinners  just, 

And  take  the  saints  to  heaven. 
205  HYMN  87.  B.  1.  L.  M.  Nantwich. 

^^^*  God  dwells  with  the  humble  ajid  peniient. 

THUS  saith  the  High  and  Lofty  One, 
'  I  sit  upon  my  holy  throne, 
'  My  name  is  God,  I  dwell  on  high, 
'  Dwell  in  my  own  eternity. 
2  '  But  I  descend  to  worlds  below, 
'  On  earth  I  have  a  mansion  too, 
'  The  humble  spirit  and  contrite 
'  Is  an  abode  of  my  delight. 
p  3  I  The  humble  soul  my  words  revive, 
M  bid  the  i»ourning  sinner  live, 
'  Heal  all  tie  broken  hearts  I  find, 
'  And  ease  the  sonows  of  the  mind. 
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PROMISES. 

4  ['  When  I  contend  against  their  sin 
'I  make  them  know  how  \T.\e  they've  been  ; 
'  But  should  my  ASTath  tor  ever  smoke, 
'  Their  souls  would  sink  beneath  my  stroke.' 
p  5  0  may  thy  pardoning  grace  be  nigh, 
Lest  we  should  faint,  despair,  and  die ! 


20^. 


Thus  shall  our  better  thoughts  approve 
The  methods  of  thy  chastening  love. 

HYMN  125.  B.  1.  C.  M.  Irish. 

Christ's  Ccrmpassion  to  the  weak  and  tempted. 

WITH  jov  we  meditate  the  grace 
Of  our  High  Priest  above  ; 
His  heart  is  made  of  tenderness, 
His  bowels  melt  with  love. 
^  Touch'd  with  a  sympathy  within, 
He  knows  our  feeble  frame : 
He  knjws  what  sore  temptations  mean, 
For  he  has  felt  the  same. 

3  But  spotless,  innocent,  and  pure, 

The  great  Redeemer  stood, 
While  Satan's  fiery  darts  he  bore. 
And  did  resist  to  blood. 

4  He  in  the  days  of  feeble  flesh 

Pour'd  out  his  cries  and  tears, 
And  in  his  measure  feels  afresh 
What  every  member  bears. 

5  [He'll  never  quench  the  smoking  flax, 

But  raise  it  to  a  flame  ; 
The  bniised  reed  he  never  breaks. 
Nor  scorns  the  meanest  name.] 

6  Then  let  oar  humble  faith  address 

Hi5  mercy  and  his  power, 
We  shall  obtain  delivering  grace. 
In  the  distressing  hour. 

HYMN  133.  B.  I.   C.  M. 
•  Saints  in  the  hands  of  Christ,  John  x.  28,  28. 

FIRM  as  the  earth  thy  gospel  stands, 
My  Lord,  my  hope,  my  trust ; 
If  I  am  found  in  Jesus'  hands, 
My  soul  can  ne'er  be  lost. 

2  His  honour  is  engag'd  to  save 

The  meanest  ot  his  sheep, 
All  that  his  heavenly  Father  gave. 
His  hands  securely  keep. 

3  Nor  death  nor  hell  shall  e'er  remove 

His  favourites  from  his  breast. 
In  the  dear  bosom  of  his  love 
They  must  for  ever  rest 


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PR0MSE9. 

20ft         PSALM  119.  lOthPart.  C.  M. 

'*'^^*  Pleading  the  Promises. 

EHOLD  thy  waiting  servant,  Lord, 
Devoted  to  thy  fear : 
Remember  and  confirm  thy  word, 
For  all  my  hopes  are  there. 

2  Hast  thou  not  sent  salvation  down, 
And  promis'd  quickening  grace? 

Doth  not  my  heart  address  thy  throne  7 
And  yet  tl-'  love  delays. 

3  My  eyes  for  thy  salvation  fail ; 
b  bear  thy  servant  up  ; 

Nor  let  th(>  scoffing  lips  prevail, 
Which  dare  reproach  my  hope. 

4  Didst  thou  not  raise  my  faith,  0  Lord  1 
Then  let  thy  truth  appear : 

Saints  shall  rejoice  in  my  reward. 
And  trust  as  well  as  fear. 


^09. 


HYMN  69.  B.  2.  C.  M.         Stephens. 
The  Faithfulness  of  Qcd  in  his  Promises. 


1  ["DEGIN,  my  tongue,  some  heavenly  theme, 

-L*  And  speak  some  boundless  thing, 
The  mighty  works,  or  mightier  name 
Of  our  eternal  King. 

2  Tell  of  his  wondrous  faithfulness, 

And  sound  his  power  abroad, 
Sing  the  sweet  promise  of  his  grace. 
And  the  performing  God. 

3  Prnclfiim  '  salvation  from  the  Lord, 

For  wretched,  dying  men  ;' 
His  hand  has  wTit  the  sacred  word 
With  an  immortal  pen. 

4  Engrav'd  as  in  eternal  brass 

The  mighty  promise  shines  ; 
Nor  can  the  powers  of  darkness  raze 
Those  everlasting  lines.] 

5  [He  that  can  dash  whole  worlds  to  death, 

Aid  make  them  when  he  please. 
He  speaks,  and  that  almighty  breath 
Fulfils  his  great  decrees. 
fl  His  very  word  of  grace  is  strong 
As  that  which  built  the  skies, 
The  voice  that  rolls  the  stars  along 
Speaks  all  the  promises. 
7  He  said, '  Let  the  wide  heaven  be  spread,' 
And  heaven  was  stretch'd  abroad 
•  Abrah'm,  I'll  be  thv  God,'  he  said. 
And  he  was  Abrah'm's  God. 


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PROMISES. 

p  S  0,  might  I  h»er  thine  heavenly  tongue 
But  whisper, '  Thou  art  mine,' 
Those  gentle  words  should  raise  my  song 
To  notes  almost  dinne. 
/  9  How  would  my  'eaping  heart  rejoice 
And  think  my  heaven  securel 
I  trust  the  all-cteating  voice. 
And  faith  desires  no  more.] 

HYMN  60.  B.  2.  L.  M.        IMonmouth. 
•  The  Truth  of  God  the  Promiser;  or,  the 
Promises  are  our  Security. 

PRAISE,  everlasting  praise  be  paid 
To  him  who  earth's  foundations  laid  ; 
Praise  to  the  God  whose  strong  decrees 
Sway  the  creation  as  he  please. 

2  Praise  to  the  goodness  of  the  Lord 
Who  rules  his  people  by  his  word, 
And  there  as  strong  as  his  decrees 
He  sets  his  kindest  promises. 

3  [Firm  are  the  words  his  prophets  give, 
Sweet  words  on  which  his  children  hve  ; 
Each  of  them  is  the  voice  of  God, 
Who  spake  and  spread  the  skies  abroad. 

4  Each  of  them  powerfiil  as  that  sound 
That  bid  the  new-made  world  go  round  : 
And  stronger  than  the  solid  poles 

On  which  the  wheel  of  nature  rolls.] 
p  5  Whence  then  should  doubts  and  fears  arise? 

Why  trickling  sorrows  drown  our  eyes  ? 
s      Slowly,  alas,  our  mind  receives 

The  comforts  that  our  Blaker  gives. 
/  6  0  for  a  strong,  a  lasting  faith, 

To  credit  what  the  Almightv  saith ! 

T'  embrace  the  message  of  his  Son, 

And  call  the  joys  of  heaven  our  own. 

7  Then  should  the  earth's  old  pillars  shake, 
And  all  the  wheels  of  nature  break, 

Our  steady  souls  would  fear  no  more 
Than  solid  rocks  when  billows  roar. 

8  Our  everlasting  hopes  arise 
Above  the  ruin  able  skies. 
Where  the  eternal  Builder  reigns. 
And  his  o\to  court  his  power  sustains. 


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CHRIST. 

HYMN  51.  B.  2.  L.  M.    Evening  Hymn. 

God  the  Son  equal  wUfi  the  Father. 
►RIGHT  King  of  glory,  dreadful  God  \ 
Our  spirits  bow  before  thy  seat, 
To  thee  we  lift  an  humble  thought, 
And  worship  at  tliine  awful  feet. 
2  [Thy  power  hath  form'd,  thy  wisdom  swaya 
All  nature  with  a  sovereign  word  ; 
And  the  bright  world  of  stara  obeys 
The  will  of  their  superior  Lord.] 
8  Mercy  and  truth  unite  in  one, 
And  smiling  sit  at  thy  right  hand  ; 
■  Eternal  justice  guards  thy  throne, 

And  vengeance  waits  thy  dread  command.} 

4  A  thousand  seraphs  strong  and  bright 
Stand  round  the  glorious  Deity  ; 

But  who  amongst  the  sons  of  hght 
Pretends  comparison  with  thee  1 

5  Yet  there  is  one  of  human  frame, 
Jesus,  array'd  in  flesh  and  blood, 
Thinks  it  no  robbery  to  claim 

A  full  equality  with  God. 

6  Their  glory  shines  with  equal  beams  ; 
Their  essence  is  for  ever  one. 

Though  tliey  are  known  by  different  names. 
The  Father  God,  and  God  the  Son. 
/  7  Then  let  the  name  of  Christ  our  King 
With  equal  honours  be  ador'd ; 
His  praise  let  every  angel  sing. 
And  all  the  nations  own  their  Lord. 

212  HYMN  2.  B.  1.  L.  M.  Blendon 

^X^»  ij,j^g  jjg^^y  Qjj^  Humanity  of  Christ,  John  i.  3, 14. 

ERE  the  blue  heavens  were  stretch'd  abroad 
Prom  everlasting  was  the  Word ; 
With  God  he  was  ;  the  Word  was  God, 
And  must  divinely  be  ador'd. 

2  By  his  own  power  were  all  things  mad« 
By  him  supported  all  things  stand  ; 

He  is  the  whole  creation's  Head, 
And  angels  fly  at  his  command. 

3  Ere  sin  was  born  or  Satan  fell, 

He  led  the  hosts  of  morning  stars  ; 
(Thy  generation  who  can  tell, 
Or  count  the  number  of  thy  years  7) 
t  4  But  lo,  he  leaves  those  heavenly  forms, 
The  Word  descends  and  dwells  in  clay, 


CHRIST. 

That  be  may  hold  converse  with  worms, 
Drest  in  such  feeble  flesh  as  they. 

5  Mortals  with  joy  belmld  bis  lace, 
Th'  eternal  Father's  only  Sun  ; 
How  tiill  of  truth !  how  full  of  grace! 
When  through  hiS  flesh  the  Godhead  shone. 

/  6  Archangels  l^ave  their  high  abode 
To  learn  new  mysteries  here,  and  tell 
Tha  love  of  our  descending  God, 
The  glories  of  Immanuel. 

2 1  Q  HYMN  47.  B.  2.  L.  M.  Trun , 

^  ^*^*  Gloi-y  and  Grace  in  the  Person  of  Christ. 

I      IVF^^^'  ^^  ^*^  ^""^^  ^  noble  song  1 

-1-^  Awake,  my  soul,  awake,  my  tongue  ; 

Hosanna  to  th'  eternal  name, 

And  all  his  boundless  love  proclaim. 

2  See  where  it  shines  in  Jesus'  face, 
The  brightest  image  of  his  grace  ; 
God,  in  the  person  of  his  Son, 

Has  all  liis  mightiest  works  outdone. 

3  The  .spacious  earth  and  spreading  flood 
Proclaim  the  wise,  the  powerful  God ; 
And  thy  rich  glories  from  afar 
Sparkle  in  every  rolling  star. 

4  But  in  his  looks  a  glory  stands, 
The  noblest  labour  of  thine  hands  : 
The  pleasing  lustre  of  his  eyes 
Outshines  the  woi'.ders  of  the  skies- 

p  5  Grace,  'tis  a  sweet,  a  charming  theme ; 
My  thoughts  rejoice  at  Jesus' name: 
Ye  angels,  dwell  upon  the  sound. 
Ye  heavens,  reflect  it  to  the  ground ! 

6  O,  may  I  live  to  reach  the  place 
Where  he  unveils  his  lovely  face, 
"Where  all  his  beauties  you  behold, 
And  sing  his  name  to  harps  of  goldl 

HYMN  22.  B.  1.  1st  Part.  L.  M.  Brentford 
Christ  the  eternal  Life,  Rom.  is.  5. 

JESUS  our  Sa\iour  and  our  God, 
Array'd  in  majesty  and  blood. 
Thou  art  our  life  ;  our  souls  in  thee 
Possess  a  full  felicity. 

2  All  our  immortal  houes  are  laid 
In  thee  our  surety  and  our  head  ; 
Thy  cross,  thy  cradle,  and  thy  throne, 
Are  big  with  glories  yet  unknown. 

3  Let  atheists  scoff,  and  Jews  blaspheme 
Th'  eternal  hfe  and  Jesus'  name  j 


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p     A  word  of  thy  almighty  breath 

t)ooms  the  rebellious  world  to  deatL 
4  But  let  my  soul  for  ever  lie 
Beneath  the  blessings  of  thine  eye  ; 

/     'Tis  heaven  on  earth,  'tis  heaven  above 
To  see  thy  face  and  taste  thy  love. 


215, 


INCARNATION   OP  CHRIST. 


HYMN  3.  E.  1.  S.  M.  Dover. 

The  Nativity  of  Christ,  Luke  i.  30. 


BEHOLD,  the  grace  appears, 
The  promise  is  fulfiU'd  ; 
Mary  the  wondrous  \'irein  bears, 
And  Jesus  is  the  child. 

2  [The  Lord,  the  highest  God, 
Calls  him  his  only  Son  ; 

He  bids  him  rule  the  lands  abroad, 
And  gives  him  David's  throne. 

3  O'er  Jacob  shall  he  reign 
With  a  peculiar  sway  ; 

The  nations  shall  his  grace  obtain. 
His  kingdom  ne'er  decay.] 

4  To  bring  the  glorious  news 
A  heavenly  form  appears  ; 

He  tells  the  shepherds  of  their  joys, 
And  banishes  their  fears. 

5  '  Go,  humble  swains,'  said  he, 
'  To  David's  city  fly  ; 

'  The  promis'd  infant  bom  to-day 
'  Doth  in  a  manger  lie. 
p  6     '  With  looks  and  hearts  serene, 
'  Go  visit  Christ  your  King ;' 
And  straight  a  flaming  troop  was  seen  ; 
The  shepherds  heard  them  sing  : 
/  7     '  Glory  to  God  on  high, 

'  And  heavenly  peace  on  earth, 
'  Good-will  to  men,  to  angels  joy, 
'  At  the  Redeemer's  birth!' 
8     [In  worship  so  divine 

Let  saints  employ  their  tongues, 
With  the  celestial  hosts  we  join. 
And  loud  repeat  their  songs : 

I  9      '^  Glory  to  God  on  high, 

'  And  heavenly  peace  on  earth, 
'  Good- will  to  men,  to  angels  joy, 
'  At  our  Redeemer's  birth.'] 


INCARNATION 
01  fi    HYMN  4.  B.  1.  1st  Part.  C.  M.    Arlinf;t'>n 
^>J.\J*  2'ke  Nativily  of  ChrUt,  Luke  ii.  10,  &.", 

SHEPHERDS  !  rejoice,  lift  up  your  eyes 
And  send  your  fears  away  ; 
News  fronn  the  regions  of  the  skies, 
'  Salvation's  born  to-day. 

2  '  Jesus,  the  God  whom  angels  fear, 

'  Comes  dowm  to  dwell  with  you  ; 
'  To-day  he  makes  his  entrance  here, 
'  But  not  as  monarchs  do. 

3  '  No  gold  nor  purple  swaddling  bands, 

'  Nor  royal  shining  things  ; 
'  A  manger  for  his  cradle  stands, 
'  And  holds  the  King  of  kings. 
p  4  '  Go,  shepherds,  where  the  infant  lies, 
'  And  see  his  humble  throne  ; 
'  With  tears  of  joy  in  all  your  eyes, 
'  Go,  shepherds,  kiss  the  Son.' 
5  Thus  Gabriel  sang,  and  straight  around 
The  heavenly  armies  throng. 
They  tune  their  Imrps  to  lofty  sound, 
And  thus  conclude  the  song  : 
I  6  '  Glory  to  God  that  reigns  above, 
'  Let  peace  surround  the  earth ; 
'  INIortais  shall  know  their  Maker's  love 
'At  their  Redeemer's  birth.' 
p  7  Lord,  and  shall  angels  have  their  songs. 
And  men  no  tunes  to  raise ! 
0  may  we  los3  our  useless  tongues 
When  they  forget  to  praise. 
/  8  Glory  to  God  that  reigns  above, 
That  pitied  us  forlorn, 
We  join  to  sing  our  IMaker's  love. 
For  there's  a  Saviour  bom. 


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PSALM  97.  2d  Part.  L.M.       Amhc 
Christ's  Incarnation. 

THE  Lord  is  come,  the  heavens  procliiim 
His  birth  ;  the  nations  learn  his  name  : 
An  unknown  star  directs  the  road 
Of  eastern  sagos  to  their  God. 

2  All  ye  bright  armies  of  the  skies, 
Go,  worsnip  where  the  Saviour  lies : 
Angels  and  kings  before  him  bow, 
Those  gods  on  high,  and  gods  below. 

3  Let  idols  totter  to  the  ground. 

And  their  own  worshippers  confound ; 
But  Judah  shout,  but  Zion  sing. 
And  earth  confess  her  sovereign  Kins. 


OF  CHRIST. 
2 1  Q  HYMN  60.  B.  1.  L.  M.  Portujal. 

/^XO.  y^s  Virgin  Mary's  SoTig;  or,  Messiah  born. 

OUR  soul  shall  magnify  the  Lord, 
In  God  the  Saviour  we  rejoice ; 
While  we  repeat  the  virgin's  song, 
May  the  same  Spirit  tune  our  voice, 
s  2  [The  Highest  saw  her  low  estate, 

And  mighty  things  his  hand  hath  done : 
His  overshadowing  power  and  grace 
Makes  her  the  mother  of  liis  Son. 

3  Let  every  nation  call  her  hless'd, 
And  endless  years  prolong  her  fame ; 
But  God  alone  must  be  ador'd  ; 
Holy  and  reverend  is  his  name.] 

4  To  those  that  fear  and  trust  the  Lord 
His  mercy  stands  for  ever  sure  ; 
From  age  to  age  his  promise  lives, 
And  the  performance  is  secure. 

5  He  spake  to  Abrah'm  and  his  seed, 

•  In  thee  shall  all  the  earth  be  hless'd  ;' 

The  memory  of  that  ancient  word 

Lay  long  in  his  eternal  breast. 
/  6  But  now  no  more  shall  Israel  wait, 

No  more  the  Gentiles  lie  forlorn : 

Lo,  the  desire  of  nations  comes. 

Behold  the  promis'd  seed  is  born ! 
910  HYMN  135.  B.  2.  L.  M.  Surry, 

/i/i.iy»    Types  and  Prophecies  of  Christ. 

BEHOLD  the  woman's  promis'd  seed! 
Behold  the  great  Messiah  come  1 
Behold  the  propnets  all  agreed 
To  give  him  the  superior  room ! 

2  Abrah'm  the  saint  rejoic'd  of  old, 
When  visions  of  the  Lord  he  saw : 
Moses,  the  man  of  God,  foretolii 
This  great  fulfiUer  of  his  law. 

3  The  types  bore  witness  to  his  name, 
Obtain'd  their  chief  design,  and  ceas'd ; 
The  incense  and  the  bleeding  lamb. 
The  ark,  the  altar,  and  the  priest. 

4  Predictions  in  abundance  meet 

To  join  their  blessings  on  his  head ; 
.Jesus,  we  worship  at  thy  feet. 
And  nations  own  the  promis'd  seed. 

220         HYMN  136.  B.  2.  L.  M.       Bukc-street, 

.^  /%/ Vf  •  Mij-acies  at  the  Birth  of  Christ. 
rtmE  King  of  Glory  sends  his  Son 
-■-  To  make  his  entrance  on  this  earth  I 


INCARNATION  OF  CHRIST. 
Behold  the  midnight  bright  as  noon, 
And  heavenly  hosts  declare  his  bu-th ! 

2  About  the  young  Redeemer's  head 
What  wonders  and  what  glories  meet ! 
An  unknown  star  arose,  and  led 

The  eastern  sages  to  his  feet. 

3  Simeon  and  Anna  both  conspire 
The  infant-Saviour  to  proclaim  ; 
Inward  they  felt  the  sacred  fire, 

And  bless'd  the  babe,  and  own'd  his  name. 

4  Let  Jews  and  Greeks  blaspheme  aloud, 
And  treat  the  holy  child  with  scorn  ; 
Our  souls  adore  tb'  eternal  God 

Who  condescended  to  be  born. 

22 1  PSAL.-NI  9S.  2d  Part.  C.  M.    Cambridge. 
The  Messiah's  Comin-g  ard  Kingdom. 

TOY  to  the  world  ;  the  Lord  is  come  ; 
^   Let  earth  receive  her  King ; 
Let  every  heart  prepiire  him  room, 
And  heaven  and  nature  sing. 

2  Joy  to  the  earth,  the  Saviour  reigns  ; 

Lf>t  men  their  songs  employ ; 
While  tields  and  floods,  rocks,  hills,  and  plains. 
Repeat  the  sounding  joy. 

3  No  more  let  sins  and  sorrows  grow, 

Nor  thorns  infest  the  ground  ; 
He  comes  to  make  his  blessings  flow 
Far  as  the  curse  is  found. 

4  He  rules  the  world  with  truth  and  grace, 

And  makes  the  nations  prove 
The  glories  of  his  righteousness, 
And  wonders  of  his  love. 

222  PSALM  96.  CM.  Bray. 
,^^/^.  Christ's  First  ajid  Second  Coming. 

CING  to  the  Lord,  ye  distant  lands, 
^  Ye  tribes  of  every  tongue  ; 
His  new  discover'd  grace  demands 
A  new  and  nobler  song. 

2  Say  to  the  nations,  Jesus  reisms, 

God's  own  almighty  Son  ;  " 
His  power  the  sinking  world  sustains, 
And  grace  surrounds  his  throne. 

3  Let  heaven  proclaim  the  joyful  day, 

Joy  to  tlje  earth  be  seen  ; 
Let  cities  shine  in  bright  array, 
And  fields  in  cheerful  green. 
/  4  Let  an  unusual  joy  surprise 
The  islands  of  the  sea : 


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LIFE  OP  CHRIST. 

Ye  mountains,  sink,  ye  valleys,  risCj 
Prepare  the  Lord  his  way. 

5  Behold  he  comes,  he  comes  to  blesa 
The  nations,  as  their  God  ; 

To  show  the  world  liis  righteousness, 
And  send  his  truth  abroad. 

6  But  when  his  voice  shall  raise  the  dead, 
And  bid  the  world  draw  near, 

How  will  the  guilty  nations  dread 
To  see  their  Judge  appear  1 

PSALM  97.  C.  M.  Winter.. 

Christ's  Incarnation,  and  the  last  JudgTiienl. 

YE  islands  of  the  northern  sea. 
Rejoice,  the  Saviour  reigns  ; 
His  word,  like  fire,  prepares  his  way. 

And  mountains  melt  to  plains. 
2  His  presence  sinks  the  proudest  liills, 

And  makes  the  valleys  rise ; 
The  humble  soul  enjoys  his  smiles, 
The  haughty  sinner  dies. 

3  The  heavens  his  rightful  power  proclaim. 

The  idol-gods  around 
Fill  their  own  worshippers  with  shame, 
And  totter  to  the  ground. 

4  Adoring  angels  a't  his  birth 

Make  the  Redeemer  known  ; 
Thus  shall  he  come  to  judge  the  earth, 
And  angels  guard  his  throne. 

5  His  foes  shall  tremble  at  his  sight, 

And  hills  and  seas  retire  ; 
His  children  take  their  unknown  flight. 
And  leave  the  world  on  fire. 

6  The  seeds  of  joy  and  glory  sown 

For  saints  in  darkness  here, 
Shall  rise  and  spring  in  worlds  unknown, 
And  a  rich  harvest  bear. 

LIFE   OP   CHRIST. 

C)CyA  HYMN  103.  B.  2.  C.  M.  Earby. 

/v/%>^,  Qfirlsl'g  Commission,  John  iii.  16,  \7. 

COME,  happy  souls,  approach  your  God 
With  new  melodious  songs  ; 
Come,  render  to  almighty  grace 
The  tribute  of  your  tongues. 
2  So  strange,  so  boundless  was  the  love 
That  pitied  dying  men, 
The  Father  sent  his  equal  Son 
To  give  them  life  again. 


LIFE 

3  Thy  hands,  dear  Jesus,  were  not  arm'd 
Wiih  a  revenging  rod, 
No  hard  commission  to  perform 
The  vengeance  of  a  God. 
J)  4  But  all  was  merer,  all  was  mild, 
And  wrath  forsook  the  throne, 
When  Christ  on  the  kind  errand  came, 
And  brought  salvation  down. 
5  Here,  sinners,  you  may  heal  your  wounds, 
And  wi))e  your  sorrows  dry ; 
Trust  in  the  mighty  Saviour's  name. 
And  you  shall  never  die. 
/  6  See,  dearest  Lord,  our  willing  souls 
Accept  thine  offer'd  grace  ; 
We  bless  the  great  Redeemer's  love, 
And  give  the  Father  praise. 


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HYIVrX  lOi.  B.  2.  S.  M.       Silver-street 
TAe  same. 
AISE  your  triumphant  songs 
To  an  immortal  tune. 
Let  the  wide  earth  resound  the  deeds 
Celestial  grace  has  done. 

2  Sing  how  eternal  love 
Its  chief  beloved  chose, 

And  bid  him  raise  our  ^vretched  race 
From  their  abyss  of  woes. 

3  His  hand  no  thunder  bears, 
No  terror  clothes  liis  brow. 

No  bolts  to  drive  our  guilty  souls 
To  fiercer  flames  below. 

4  'Twas  mercy  fill'd  the  throne, 
And  wTath  stood  silent  by, 

"When  Christ  was  sent  with  pardons  down 
To  rebels  doom'd  to  die. 

5  Now,  sinners,  dry  your  tears, 
Let  hopeless  sorrow  cease  ; 

Bow  to  the  sceptre  of  his  love, 
And  take  the  offer'd  peace. 

6  Lord,  we  obey  thy  call ; 
We  lay  an  humble  claim 

To  the  salvation  thou  hast  brought, 
And  love  and  praise  thy  name. 

HYJMN  139.  B.  2.  L.  M.      German  Hynm 
The  Ezampk  of  Christ. 

MY  daar  Redeemer  and  my  Lord, 
I  read  my  duty  in  thy  word, 
But  ui  thy  life  the  law  appears 
Drawn  out  in  liWng  characters. 


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227 


OF  CHRIST. 

2  Such  was  thy  truth,  and  such  thy  zeal. 
Such  deference  to  thy  Father's  will, 
Such  love,  and  meekness  so  divine, 

I  would  transcribe  and  make  them  mine. 

3  Cold  mountains  and  the  midnight  air 
■Witness'd  the  fervour  of  thy  prayer ; 
The  desert  thy  temptations  knew, 
Thy  conflict  and  thy  victory  too. 

4  Be  thou  my  pattern  ;  make  me  bear 
More  of  thy  gracious  image  here ; 
Then  God  the  judge  shall  owTi  my  name 
Amongst  the  followers  of  the  Lamb. 

HYI\m  112.  B.  2.  L.  M.       Winchclsoa. 
Angels  ministering  to  Christ  wnd  Saints. 

GREAT  God,  to  what  a  glorious  height 
Hast  thou  advanced  the  Lord  thy  Son  1 
Angels,  in  all  their  robes  of  hght, 
Are  made  the  servants  of  his  throne. 

2  Before  his  feet  thine  armies  wait. 
And  s^vift  as  flames  of  fire  they  move 
To  manage  his  aftairs  of  state, 

In  works  of  vengeance  and  of  love. 

3  His  orders  run  tlirough  all  the  hosts, 
Legions  descend  at  his  command 

To  shield  and  guard  thy  people's  coasts 
When  foreign  rage  invades  the  land. 

4  Now  they  are  set  to  guide  our  feet 
Up  to  the  gates  of  thine  abode, 
Through  all  the  dangers  that  we  meet 
In  travelhng  the  heavenly  road. 

5  Lord,  when  I  leave  this  mortal  ground. 
And  thou  shalt  bid  me  rise  and  come. 
Send  a  beloved  angel  down. 

Safe  to  conduct  my  spirit  home. 

HYMN  113.  B.  2.  C.  M.  Kingston. 

Tke  same. 

THE  majesty  of  Solomon 
How  glorious  to  behold 
The  servants  waiting  round  his  throne, 
The  ivory  and  the  gold ! 
2  But,  mighty  God,  thy  palace  shines 
With  far  superior  beams  •, 
Thuie  angel  guards  are  svdft  as  winds 
Thy  ministers  are  flames. 
8  [Soon  as  thine  only  Son  had  made 
His  entrance  on  this  earth, 
A  shining  army  downward  fled 
To  celebrate  hia  birth. 


228. 


SUFFERINGS  AND  DEATH 

p  4  And  when  oppress'd  with  pains  and  fears, 
On  the  cold  ground  he  lies, 
Behold  a  heavenly  form  appears 
T'  allay  his  agonies.] 

5  Now  to  the  hands  of  Christ  our  King 

Are  all  their  legionss  given  ; 
They  wait  upon  his  saints,  and  bring 
His  chosen  hoirs  to  heaven. 

6  Pleasure  and  praise  run  through  their  host 

To  see  a  sinner  turn  ; 
That  Satan  has  a  captive  lost. 
And  Christ  a  subject  born. 

7  But  there's  an  hour  of  brighter  joy 

When  he  his  angei  sends 
Obstinate  rebels  to  destroy, 

And  gather  in  his  friends. 
p  8  O  could  I  say,  without  a  doubt. 

There  shaU  my  soul  be  found, 
I      Then  let  the  great  archangel  shout, 

And  the  last  trumpet  sound. 


SDFFERIXGS   AND   DEATH   OF   CHRIST. 


229. 


PSALM  69.  2d  Part.  L.  M.  Ware 

Christ's  Snfferin.ss  end  Zeal. 


5  TRW  AS  for  our  sake,  eternal  God, 

JL   Thy  Son  sustained  that  heavy  load 
Of  base  reproach  and  sore  disgrace. 
And  shame  defil'd  his  sacred  tace. 

2  The  Jews,  liis  brethren  and  his  kin, 
Abus'd  the  man  that  chcck'd  their  sin  : 
Wliile  he  fulfiU'd  thy  holy  laws, 
They  hate  him,  but  without  a  cause. 

3  ['  My  Father's  house,'  said  he.  '  was  made 
'  A  place  +br  worship,  not  for  trade  ;' 
Then  scattenng  all  tneir  gold  and  bra-'S, 
He  scourg'd  the  mercbanfa  from  the  place.] 

4  [Zeal  for  the  temple  of  his  God 
Consum'd  his  life,  expos'd  his  blood : 
Reproaches  at  thy  glory  thrown 

He  felt,  and  mourn'd  them  as  his  own.] 

5  [His  friends  forsook,  his  followers  fled, 
While  foes  and  anns  surround  his  head  ; 
They  curse  hiin  with  a  slanderous  tongue, 
And  tlie  false  judge  maintains  the  wrong.] 

6  His  hfe  they  load  with  hateful  liet,, 
And  charge  his  lips  with  blasphemies  : 
They  nail  him  to  the  shameful  tree  ; 
There  hung  the  man  that  died  forme. 


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OF  CHRIST. 

7  [Wretches,  with  hearts  as  hard  as  stones, 
Insult  his  piety  and  groans : 

Gall  was  tiie  food  they  gave  him  there, 
And  mock'd  his  thirst  with  vinegar.] 

8  But  God  belield ;  and  from  his  throne 
Marks  out  the  men  that  hate  his  Son  ; 
The  hand  that  rais'd  him  from  the  dead 
Shali  pour  out  vengeance  on  their  iiead. 

PSALM  69.  1st  Part.  L.  M.         Ware. 
ChrisVs  Passion  and  Sinner's  Salvation. 

DEEP  in  our  hearts  let  us  record 
The  deeper  sorrows  of  our  Lord  , 
Behold  the  rising  billows  roil 
To  overwhelm  his  holy  soul. 

2  In  long  complaints  he  sperds  his  breath. 
While  hosts  of  hell,  and  powers  of  death, 
And  all  the  sons  of  malice  join 

To  execute  their  curs'd  design. 

3  Yet,  gracious  God,  thy  power  and  love 
Have  made  the  curse  a  blessing  prove  ; 
Those  dreadful  suiferings  of  thy  Son 
Aton'd  for  sins  which  we  had  done. 

4  The  pangs  of  our  expiring  Lord 
The  honours  of  thy  law  restor'd  ; 
His  sorrows  m.-ide  thy  justice  known. 
And  paid  for  follies  not  his  own. 

5  0  for  his  sake  our  guilt  forgive. 
And  let  the  mourning  sinner  live  ; 
The  Lord  will  hear  us  in  his  name. 
Nor  shall  our  hope  be  turned  to  shame. 


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PSALM  69.  1st  Part.  C.  M.    St.  Sebastians. 

The  Sufferings  of  Christ  for  our  Salvation. 


i  CAVE  me,  0  God.  the  swelling  floods 

•^  '  Break  in  upon  my  soul ; 
'  I  sink,  and  sorrows  o'er  my  bead 

'  Like  mighty  waters  roll. 

2  '  I  cry  till  all  my  voice  be  gone, 

'  In  tears  I  waste  the  day : 
'  My  God,  behold  my  longing  eyes, 
'  And  shorten  thy  delay. 

3  '  They  hate  my  soul  without  a  cause, 

'  And  still  their  number  grows 
'  More  than  tlie  hairs  around  my  head, 
'  And  mighty  are  my  foes. 

4  'Twas  then  I  paid  that  dreadful  debt 

'  That  men  could  never  pay, 
'  And  gave  those  honours  to  thy  law 
'  Which  sinners  took  away.' 


SUFFERINGS  AND  DEATH. 
5  Thus,  in  the  great  Messiah's  name, 
The  royal  prophet  mourns  ; 
Thus  he  awakes  cir  hearts  to  grief, 
And  gives  us  joy  by  turns. 
/  6  '  Now  shall  the  saints  rejoice  and  find 
'  Salvation  in  my  name, 
'  For  I  have  borne  their  hea\T  load 
'  Of  sorrow,  pain,  and  shame.' 

nkOQ       PSALM  69.  2d  Part.  C.  M.     Limehonse. 

^  J^/t  The  Passion  and  Exaltation  of  ChrisC.  \ 

"VrOW  let  our  lips  with  holy  fear 
-'-^  And  mournful  pleasure  sing 
The  sufferings  of  our  great  High-priest. 
The  sorrows  of  our  King. 
S  He  sinks  in  floods  of  deep  distress  ; 
How  high  the  waters  rise ! 
While  to  his  heavenly  Father's  ear 
He  send5  perpetual  cries. 

3  '  Hear  me,  0  Lord,  and  save  tby  Son, 

'  Nor  hide  thy  shining  face  ; 
'  Why  should  thy  favoiuite  look  like  one 
'  Forsaken  of  tliy  grace? 

4  '  With  rage  they  persecute  the  man 

'  That  groans  beneath  thy  wound, 
'While  for  a  sacrifice  I  pour 
'  My  life  upon  the  ground. 

5  '  They  tread  my  honour  to  the  dust, 

'  And  laugh  when  I  complain  ; 
'Their  sharp  insulting  slanders  add 
'  Fresh  anguish  to  my  pain. 

6  '  All  my  reproach  is  known  to  thee, 

'  The  scandd  and  the  shame ; 
'  Reproach  has  broke  my  bleeding  heart, 
'  And  lies  defil'd  my  name. 

7  '  I  look'd  for  pity,  but  in  vain  ; 

'  INIy  kindred  are  my  grief: 
'  I  ask  my  friends  for  comfort  round, 
'  But  meet  with  no  relief. 

8  '  With  vinegar  they  mock  my  thirst ; 

'  They  gave  me  gall  for  food ; 

*  And  sporting  with  my  dying  groans, 

'They  triumph  in  my  blood. 

9  '  Shine  into  my  distressed  soul, 

'  Let  thy  compassion  save  ; 

*  And  though  my  flesh  sink  down  to  death, 

'  Redeem  it  from  the  grave. 
*  lO  '  I  shall  arise  to  praise  thy  name, 
'  Shall  reign  in  worlds  unknown  ; 


OF  CHRIST. 
'  And  thy  salvation,  O  my  God, 
'  Shall  seat  me  on  thy  throne.' 


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PSALM  22.  ist  Part.  C.  M.         Menti 
•  The  Sufferings  aiid  Death  of  Christ. 

'  W^^  '^^^  "^y  ^'^^  ray  soul  forsook, 

»  »    '  Nor  will  a  smile  afford?' 
(Thus  David  once  in  anguish  spoke, 

And  thus  our  dying  Lord.) 

2  Though  'tis  thy  chief  delight  to  dwell 

Among  thy  praising  saints, 
Yet  thou  canst  hear  a  ^-roan  as  well, 
And  pity  our  complaints. 

3  Our  fathers  trusted  in  thy  name. 

And  great  deliverance  found  ; 
But  Pm  a  worm,  despis'd  of  men, 
And  trodden  to  the  ground. 

4  Shaking  the  head  they  pass  me  by, 

And  laugh  my  soul  to  scorn  ; 
'  In  vain  he  trusts  in  God,'  they  cry, 
'  Neglected  and  forlorn.' 

5  But  thou  art  he  who  form'd  my  flesh 

By  thine  almighty  word  ; 
And  since  I  hung  upon  the  breast, 
My  hope  is  in  the  Lord. 

6  "Why  will  my  Father  hide  his  face 

When  foes  stand  threatening  round, 
In  the  dark  hour  of  deep  distress, 
And  not  a  helper  found? 

234     "^-^^^  ^^-  ^-  *•  ^^^  P^'t-  L-  M.  Ain-et^ja 

*  Jesus  our  Surely  and  Saviour,  l  Peter  i.  18. 

P       \  DAM  our  Father  and  our  head 

_£*■  Transgress'd,  and  justice  doom'd  us  dead 
The  fiery  law  speaks  all  despair ; 
There's  no  reprieve  nor  pardon  there. 

/  2  But,  0  !  unutteralfle  grace, 

The  Son  of  God  takes  Adam's  place, 
Down  to  our  world  the  Sa\iour  flies, 
Stretches  his  arms,  and  bleeds  and  dies. 
3  Justice  was  pleas'd  to  bruise  the  God, 
And  pay  its  wrongs  with  heavenly  blood  ; 
w  hat  unknown  racks  and  pangs  he  bore  I 
1  ben  rose  ;  the  law  could  ask  no  more. 

*  M?^^^.'"S  ^^"""^  •  'o'^'^  down,  ye  skies, 
Wonder  and  gaze  with  all  your  eyes  : 
ye  heavenly  thrones,  stoop  from  above 
And  bow  to  this  mysterious  love. 

5  Lo!  they  adore  th'  incarnate  Son, 
And  smg  the  glories  he  hath  won. 
10 


BUFFERINGS  AND  DEATH  OF  CHRIST. 

Sin?  how  he  broke  our  iron  chains, 

How  deep  he  sunk,  how  high  he  reigns. 
6  Triumph  and  reign,  victorious  Lord, 

By  all  the  tlaniing  hosts  ador'd  ; 

And  say,  dear  Conqueror,  say  how  long, 

Ere  we  shall  rise  to  join  their  song. 
f  '  Send  dowTi  a  chariot  from  above. 

With  fiery  wheels,  and  pav'd  withlovei 

Raise  us  beyond  th'  ethereal  blue, 

To  sing  and  love  as  angels  do. 
C}  ->  K  HYININ  114.  E.  2.  C.  ]VI.  Yotk. 

^00»  chrisrsDiath,  Victory,  and  Dominion. 

I  SING  my  Sa\iour's  wondrous  death ; 
He  conquerd  when  he  fell : 
D     'Tis  finish' d,  said  his  dying  breath, 
And  shook  the  gates  of  hell. 
2'Tisflnish'd,  dur  Immanuel  cries, 
The  dreadful  work  is  done  ; 
Hence  shall  his  sovereign  tlirone  arise, 
His  kingdon?  is  begun. 
3  His  cross  a  sure  foundation  laid 
For  glory  and  renown. 
When  tlu-ough  the  regions  of  the  dead 
He  pass'd  to  re-ach  the  crow.n. 
c  4  Exalted  at  his  Father's  side 
Sits  our  victorious  Lord ; 
To  heaven  and  hell  his  hands  di\'ide 
The  vengeance  or  reward. 
5  The  saints  fi-om  his  propitious  eye 
Await  their  several  crowns. 
And  all  the  sons  of  darkness  fly 
The  terror  of  his  frowns. 
QQf*  PSALM  16.  2d  Part.  L.  M. 

t^O\J»  Christ's  All-sufficiency. 

HOW  fast  their  guilt  and  sorrows  rise. 
Who  haste  to  seek  some  idol-god  1 
I  will  not  taste  their  sacrifice. 
Their  offerings  of  forbidden  blood, 

2  INIy  God  provides  a  richer  cup, 
A  nobler  food  to  live  upon  ; 
He  for  my  life  has  otlered  up 
Jesus,  his  best  beloved  aon. 

3  His  love  is  my  perpetual  feast ; 

By  day  his  counsels  guide  me  right : 
And  be  his  name  for  ever  blest. 
Who  gives  me  sweet  advice  by  night. 

4  I  set  him  stai  before  mine  eyes  ; 

At  my  right  hand  he  stands  prepar'd 


RESURRECTION  OP  CHRIST. 
To  keep  my  soul  from  all  surprise. 
And  be  my  everlasting  guard. 


RESURRECTION  OP  CHRIST. 


237. 


PSALM  16.  2d  Part.  C.  M.       Anmdel. 

The  Death  and  Resurrection  of  Christ. 
ij  SET  the  Lord  before  my  face, 
-■-  '  He  bears  my  couraj^e  up, 
'  My  heart  and  tongue  their  joys  express 
'  My  flesh  shall  rest  in  hope, 
p  2  '  My  spirit,  Lord,  thou  wait  not  leave 
'  Where  souls  departed  are  : 
'Nor  quit  my  body  to  the  grave 
'  To  see  corruption  there. 
/  3  '  Thou  wilt  reveal  the  path  of  life, 
'And  raise  me  to  thy  throne ; 
'  Thy  courts  immortal  pleasure  give, 
'  Thy  presence  joys  unknown.' 

4  [Thus  in  the  name  of  Christ,  the  Lord, 

The  holy  David  sung, 
And  Providence  fulfils  the  word 
Of  his  prophetic  tongue. 

5  Jesus,  r/hom  every  saint  adores, 

Was  crucified  and  slain  ; 
Behold  the  tomb  its  prey  restores. 
Behold,  he  lives  again ! 
6.  When  shall  my  feet  arise  and  stand 
On  heaven's  eternal  hills  ! 
There  sits  the  Son  at  God's  ri?ht  hand, 
And  there  the  Father  smiles.] 

HYMN  76.  B.  2.  C.  M.        Stamford 
•  The  Resurrection  and  Ascension  of  Christ. 

H03AN^"A  to  the  Prince  of  Light 
That  cloth'd  himself  in  clay, 
Enter'd  the  iron  gates  of  death, 
And  tore  the  bars  away. 
2  Death  is  no  more  the  king  of  dread 
Since  our  Immanuel  rose, 
He  took  the  tyrant's  sting  away, 
And  spoil'd  our  hellish  foes. 
S  See  how  the  Conqueror  mounts  aloft, 
And  to  his  Father  flies, 
With  scars  of  honour  in  his  flesh. 
And  triumph  in  his  eyes. 
4  There  our  exalted  Saviour  reigns, 
And  scatters  blessinfrs  down, 
Our  Jesus  fills  the  middle  seat 
Of  the  celestial  throne. 


238. 


B^ 


RESURRECTION  OF  CHRIST. 

0  [Raise  your  devotion,  mortal  tongues, 
To  reach  his  bless'd  abode, 
Sweet  be  the  accents  of  your  songs 
To  our  incarnate  God. 
I  6  Bright  angels,  strike  your  loudest  strings, 
Your  sweetest  voices  raise, 
Let  heaven  and  all  created  things 
Sound  our  Immanuel's  praise.] 
OQQ  HYMN  26.  B.  1.  C.  M.        St.  Marks. 

^-Oc/*  jjgpg  gf  ueaven  by  ike  Resurrection  of  Christ, 
►LESS'D  be  the  everlasting  God, 
►  The  Father  of  our  Lord, 
Be  his  abounding  mercy  prais'd, 
His  majesty  ador'd. 
2  When  from  the  dead  he  rais'd  his  Son, 
And  caird  him  to  the  sky. 
He  gave  our  souls  a  lively  hope 
That  they  siiould  never  die. 
jj  3  What  though  our  inbred  sins  require 
Our  flesh  to  see  the  dust ! 
Yet  as  the  Lord  our  Sanour  rose 
So  ail  his  followers  must. 
4  There's  an  inlieritance  divine 
Reserv'd  against  that  day, 
'Tis  uncorrupted,  undefil'd, 
And  cannot  waste  away. 
/  5  Saints  by  the  power  of  God  are  kept 
Till  the  salvarion  come  ; 
We  walk  by  faith  as  strangers  here 
TUl  Christ  shall  call  us  home. 
94-0  HYMN  137.  B.  2.  L.  M.       RothwelL 

^^^*  Miracles  in  the  Life  and  Death,  of  Christ. 
►EHOLD  the  blind  their  sight  receive  ; 
'  Beljold  the  dead  awake  and  live  ; 
The  dumi)  speak  wonders,  and  the  lame 
Leap  like  the  hart,  and  bless  his  name. 
2  Thus  doth  th'  eternal  Spirit  own 
And  seal  the  mission  of  the  Son ; 
The  Father  vindicates  his  cause 
While  he  hangs  bleeding  on  the  cross, 
p  3  He  dies  ;  the  heavens  in  mourning  stood ; 
He  rises,  and  appears  a  God  ; 
Behold  the  Lord  ascending  high. 
No  more  to  bleed,  no  more  to  die.  j 

f  4  Hence  and  for  ever  from  my  heart 
I  bid  my  doubts  and  fears  depart, 
And  to  those  hands  my  soul  resign, 
Which  bear  credentials  so  divine. 


B^ 


ASCENSION  AND  EXALTATION   OF  CHRIST. 


241 


PSALM  2.  L.  M.       Old  Hundred. 
Christ's  Death,  Resurrection,  and  Ascension. 

WHY  did  the  Jews  proclaim  their  rage? 
The  Romans  why  their  swards  emDloy? 
Against  the  Lord  their  powers  engage, 
His  dear  Anointed  to  destroy  ? 

2  '  Come,  let  us  break  his  bands,'  they  say, 
'This  man  shall  never  giv.e  us  laws  :' 
And  thus  they  cast  his  yoke  away, 

And  nail'd  the  monarch  to  the  cross. 

3  But  God,  who  high  in  glory  reigns, 
Laughs  at  their  pride,  their  rage  controls  ; 
He'll  vex  their  hearts  with  inward  pains, 
And  speak  in  thunder  to  their  souls. 

4  '  I%vill  maintain  the  King  I  made 
'  On  Zion's  everlasting  hill, 

'  My  hand  shall  bring  him  from  the  dead, 
'  And  he  shall  stand  your  sovereign  still' 

5  [His  wondrous  rising  from  the  earth 
Makes  his  eternal  Godhead  known  ; 
The  Lord  declares  his  heavenly  birth, 
'  This  day  have  I  begot  my  Son. 

6  '  Ascend,  my  Son,  to  my  right  hand, 
'  There  thou  shalt  ask,  and  I  bestow 

'  The  utmost  bounds  of  heathen  lands : 
'  To  thee  the  northern  isles  shall  bow.'] 

7  But  nations  that  resist  his  grace 
Shall  fall  beneath  liis  iron  stroke; 
His  rod  shall  crush  his  foes  with  ease, 
As  potters'  earthen  work  is  broke. 

PSALM  24.  L.  M.  Nantwich. 

Saints  dwell  in  Heaven;  or,  ChrisV s  Ascension. 

THIS  spacious  earth  is  all  the  Lord's, 
And  men,  and  worms,  and  beasts,  and  birds. 
He  rais'd  the  building  on  the  seas, 
And  gave  it  for  their  dwelling-place. 

2  But  there's  a  brighter  world  on  high, 
Thy  palace,  Lord,  above  the  sky  -. 
Who  shall  ascend  that  blest  abode, 
And  dwell  so  near  Ins  maker  God! 

3  He  that  abhors  and  fears  to  sin. 

Whose  heart  is  pure,  whose  hands  are  clean 
Him  shall  the  Lord  the  Saviour  bless. 
And  clothe  his  soul  with  righteousness. 

4  These  are  the  men,  the  pious  race 
That  seek  the  God  of  Jacob's  face  ; 


242 


243 


ASCENSION  OF  CHRIST. 
These  shall  enjoy  the  blissful  sight, 
And  dwell  in  everlasting  light. 

PAUSE. 

5  Rejoice,  ye  shiuinp  worlds  on  high, 
Behold  the  King  of  Glory  nigh  ! 
Who  can  this  King  of  Glory  be? 
The  mighty  Lord,  the  Sanour's  be. 

6  Ye  heavenly  gates,  your  leaves  display, 
To  make  the  Lord  the  Saviour  way : 
Laden  with  spods  from  earth  and  hell, 
The  Conqueror  comes  with  God  to  dwell. 

7  Rais'd  from  tiie  dead  he  goes  before, 
He  opens  heaven's  eternal  door. 

To  give  his  saints  a  blest  abode 
Neeir  their  Redeemer,  and  their  God. 

PSALM  47.    C.  M.  Devizea 

Christ  ascending  and  refgnlng. 

OFOR  a  shout  of  sacred  joy 
To  God  tlie  sovereign  King ! 
Let  every  land  their  tongues  employ, 
And  hymns  of  triumph  sing. 

2  Jesus  our  God  ascends  on  high ; 

His  heavenly  guards  around, 

Attend  him  rising  through  the  sky, 

With  trumpet's  joyful  sound. 

3  While  angels  shout  and  praise  their  King, 

Let  mortals  learn  their  strains  ; 
Let  all  the  earth  bis  honoius  sing ; 
O'er  all  the  earth  he  reigns. 

4  Reliearse  liis  praise  with  awe  profound. 

Let  knowledge  lead  the  song. 
Nor  mock  him  with  a  solemn  sound 
Upon  a  thoughtless  tongue. 

5  In  Israel  stood  his  ancient  throne. 

He  lov'd  that  chosen  race  ; 
But  now  be  calls  tlie  world  his  ov.n. 
And  heathens  taste  his  grace. 

6  The  Gentile  nations  are  the  Lord's, 

There  Abraham's  God  is  known. 
While  powers  and  princes,  sliields  and  swords, 
Submit  before  his  throne. 

PSALM  63.  2d  Part.  L.  M.        Blendon 

•  Christ's  Ascension,  and  the  Gift  of  the  Spirit. 

LORD,  when  thou  didst  ascend  on  high, 
Ten  thousand  ansrels  fiU'd  the  sky  ; 
Those  heavenly  guards  around  thee  wait, 
Like  chariots  that  attend  thy  state. 


244 


ASCENSION  OP  CHRIST. 

2  Not  Sinai's  mountain  could  appear 
More  glorious  when  the  Lord  was  there  : 
While  he  pronouno'd  his  dreadful  law, 
And  struck  the  chosen  tribes  with  awe. 

3  How  bright  the  triumph  none  can  tell, 
AVhcn  the  rebellious  powers  of  hell, 
That  tliousand  souls  had  captive  made, 
Were  all  in  chains  like  captives  led, 

4  Rais'd  by  his  Father  to  tlio  throne, 
He  sent  the  promis'd  Spirit  down, 
AVith  gifts  and  grace  tor  rebel  men. 
That  God  might  dwell  on  earth  again. 

OAK      HYMN  141.  B.  1.  S.  M.    Little  Marlboro' 
^^^*  The  Humiliation,  and  Exaltation  of  Christ. 

WHO  has  believ'd  thy  word. 
Or  thy  salvation  known  ? 
Reveal  thine  arm,  almighty  Lord, 
And  glorify  thy  Son. 

2  The  Jews  esteem'd  him  here 
Too  mean  for  their  belief; 

Sorrows  his  chief  acquaintance  were, 
And  his  companion,  grief. 

3  They  turn'd  their  eyes  away, 
And  treated  him  with  scorn ; 

But  'twas  their  grief  upon  him  lay. 
Their  sorrows  he  has  borne. 

'Twas  for  the  stubborn  Jews, 
And  Gentiles  then  unknown, 
The  God  of  justice  pleas'd  to  bruise 
His  best  beloved  Son. 

5  '  But  I'll  prolong  liis  days, 
'  And  make  his  kingdom  stand, 

'  My  pleasure  (saith  the  God  of  grace) 
'  Shall  prosper  in  his  hand. 

6  ['  His  joyful  soul  shall  see 
'  The  purchase  of  his  pain, 

'  And  by  his  knowledge  justify 
'  The  guilty  sons  of  men.] 

7  ['  Ten  thousand  captive  slaves, 
'  Releas'd  from  death  and  sin, 

'  Shall  quit  their  prisons  and  their  graves, 
'  And  own  liis  power  divine.] 

8  I'  Heaven  shall  advance  my  Son 
'  To  joys  that  earth  denied  ; 

'  Who  saw  the  follies  men  had  dono 
'  And  bore  their  sins,  and  died.'] 


246. 


ASCENSION  OF  CHRIST. 

HYMN  142.  B.  1.  S.  M.        Aylesburj 
The  same,  Isaiah  liii.  6—9, 12. 

LIKE  sheoii  we  went  aatray, 
And  broke  the  fold  of  God, 
Each  wandering  in  a  difterent  way. 
But  all  the  downward  road. 
s  2     How  dreadful  was  the  hour 

When  God  our  wanderings  laid, 
And  did  at  once  his  vengeance  pour 
Upon  the  Shepherd's  head! 
3     How  glorious  was  the  grace 

When  Christ  sustain'd  the  stroke  I 
His  life  and  blood  the  Shepherd  pays 
A  ransom  for  the  flock. 
p  4     His  honour  and  bis  breath 
Were  taken  both  away ; 
Join'd  witli  the  wicked  in  his  death, 
And  made  as  vile  as  they. 
/  5     But  God  shall  raise  his  head 
O'er  all  the  sons  of  men. 
And  make  him  see  a  numerous  seed 
To  recompense  his  pain. 
'  I'll  give  him  (saiih  the  Lord) 
'  A  portion  with  the  strong  ; 
'  He  shall  possess  a  large  reward, 
'  And  hold  his  honours  long.' 

CfA>y    HYMN  37.  B.  1.  Ist  Part.  L.  M.    Shirlej 
'^'^  *  'Christ's  Rumillatwn,  ExaUcUUm,awi  TriunpK 

THE  mighty  frame  of  glorious  graf». 
That  brightest  monument  or  praise 
That  e'er  the  God  of  love  desian'd, 
Employs  and  fills  my  labouring  mind. 

2  Begin,  my  soul,  the  heavenly  song, 
A  burden  for  an  angel's  tongue. 
When  Gabriel  sounds  these  awful  things. 
He  tunes  and  summons  all  his  strings. 

3  Proclaim  inimitable  love, 
Jesus  the  Lord  of  worlds  alr.ve 
Puts  off  the  beams  of  bright  array. 
And  veils  the  God  in  mortal  clay. 

f  4  What  black  reproach  defil'd  his  name. 
When  with  our  sins  he  took  our  shame ! 
He  whom  adoring  angels  blest, 
Is  made  the  impious  rebel's  jest. 

J)  5  He  that  distributes  crowns  and  thrones. 
Hangs  on  a  tree,  and  bleeds  and  groans, 
The  Prince  of  Life  resigns  his  breath. 
The  King  of  Glory  bows  to  death. 


ASCENSION  OF  CHRIST. 

I  6  But  see  the  wonders  of  his  power, 
He  triumphs  in  his  dying  hour  ; 
And,  while  by  Satan's  rage  he  fell, 
He  dash'd  the  rising  hopes  of  hell. 

7  Thus  were  the  hosts  of  death  subdu'd, 
And  sin  was  drovvn'd  in  Jesus'  blood ; 
Thus  he  arose  and  reigns  abore, 

And  conquers  sinners  by  his  love. 

8  Who  shall  fulfil  this  boundless  song? 
The  theme  surmounts  an  angel's  tongue 
How  low,  how  vain,  are  mortal  airs, 
When  Gabriel's  nobler  harp  despairs. 


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HYMN  44.  B.  \.  1st  Part.  L.  M.     Dubli:! 
•  Christ's  dying,  rising,  and  reigning. 

HE  dies  !  the  friend  of  sinners  dies  ! 
Lo  I  Salem's  daughters  weep  around, 
A  solenm  darkness  veils  the  skies, 
A  sudden  trembling  shakes  the  ground. 

2  Come,  saints,  and  drop  a  tear  or  two 
For  him  who  groan'd  beneath  your  load 
He  shed  a  thousand  drops  for  you, 

A  thousand  drops  of  richer  blood. 

3  Here's  love  and  grief  beyond  degree, 
The  Lord  of  Glory  dies  for  men  ! 
But  lo !  what  sudden  joys  we  see, 
Jesus  the  dead  revives  again  ! 

4  The  rising  God  forsakes  the  tomb  1 
The  tomb  in  vain  forbids  his  rise ! 
Cherubic  legions  guard  him  home, 
And  shout  him  welcome  to  the  skies. 

5  Break  off  your  tears,  ye  saints,  and  tell 
How  high  our  great  Deliverer  reigns  : 
Sing  how  he  spoil'd  the  hosts  of  hell, 
And  led  the  monster  death  in  chains. 

6  Say  '  Live  for  ever,  wondrous  King ! 

'  Born  to  redeem,  and  strong  to  save  ;' 
Then  ask  the  monster,  '  Where's  thy  sting  !' 
And, '  Where's  tby  victory,  boasting  grave?' 

HYMN  43.  B.  2.  L.  M.  Lugden. 

Christ's  Sufferings  and  Glory. 

NOW  for  a  tune  of  lofty  praise 
To  great  Jehovah's  equal  Son  ! 
Awake,  my  voice,  in  heavenly  lays. 
Tell  loud  the  wonders  he  hath  done. 
2  Sing  how  he  left  the  worlds  of  light, 
And  the  bright  robes  he  wore  above, 
How  swift  and  joyful  was  his  flight 
On  wings  of  everlasting  love. 


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ASCENSION  OF  CHRIST. 

3  [Down  to  this  base,  this  sinful  earth 
He  came  to  raise  our  nature  high ! 
He  came  t'  atone  almighty  v.rath  ; 
Jesus  the  God  was  born  to  die.] 

4  [Hell  and  its  lions  roir'd  around,  *  ' 
His  precious  blood  the  monsters  spilt, 

While  weighty  sorrow  s  press'd  him  dovrp, 
Large  as  ttie  loads  of  all  our  guilt.] 
p  5  Deep  in  the  shades  of  gloomy  death 
Th'  almighty  Captive  prisoner  lay, 
Th'  aknighty  Captive  left  theeMth 
And  rose  to  everlasting  day. 
1  6  Lift  up  your  eyes,  ye  sons  of  light, 
Up  to  his  throne  of  shining  grace. 
See  ■what  immortal  glorie3»sit 
Round  the  sweet  beauties  of  his  face. 
7  Amongst  a  thousand  harps  and  songs, 
Jesus  the  God  exalted  rei?ns. 
His  sacred  name  fills  all  their  tongues, 
And  echoes  through  the  heavenly  plains ! 

2^0  PSALM  8.  CM.  Pembroke. 

'^^^*  Christ's  Condescension  arid  Glorification. 

OLORD,  our  Lord,  how  wondrous  great 
Is  thine  exalted  name ! 
The  glories  of  thy  heavenly  state 
Let  men  and  babes  proclaim. 
2  "Wher  I  behold  thy  worics  on  high, 
The  moon  that  rules  the  night. 
And  stars  that  well  adorn  the  sky, 
Those  moving  worlds  of  Ught ; 
p  3  Lord,  what  is  man,  or  all  his  race, 
Who  dwells  so  far  below, 
That  thou  shouldst  visit  liim  with  grace, 
And  love  his  nature  so ! 
p  4  That  tliine  eternal  Son  should  bear 
To  take  a  mortal  form, 
Made  lower  than  his  angels  are. 
To  save  a  dying  worm ! 

5  [Yet  while  he  liv'd  on  earth  unkno-vMi, 

Aud  men  would  not  adore, 
Th'  obedient  seas  and  fishes  own 
His  Godhead  and  his  power. 

6  The  waves  lay  spread  beneath  his  feet ; 

And  fish,  at  his 'command, 
Bring  their  large  shoals  to  Peter's  net. 
And  tnbute  to  his  band. 

7  These  lesser  glories  of  the  Son 

Shone  through  the  flesliy  cloud ; 
Now  we  behold  him  on  his  throne, 
And  men  confess  liim  God.] 


ASCENSION  OF  CHRIST. 

I  8  Let  him  be  crown'd  with  majesty 

Who  bow'd  his  head  to  death  ; 

And  be  hia  honours  sounded  high, 

By  all  things  that  have  breath. 

I  9  Jesus,  our  Lord,  how  wondrous  great 

Is  thine  exalted  name ! 

The  glories  of  thy  heavenlv  state 

Let  the  whole  earth  proclaim. 

9  K  1  HYxMN  83.  B.  2.  C.  M.  Putney. 

^itJ±»  rpj^g  Passion  and  Exaltation  of  Christ. 

rr\HUS  saith  the  ruler  of  (he  skies, 

■*-   '  Awake,  my  dreadful  sword  ; 

'  Awake,  my  wrath,  and  smite  the  mar» 
'  My  fellow,'  saith  the  Lord. 

2  Vengeance  receiv'd  the  dread  command, 

And  armed  down  she  flies, 
Jesus  submits  t'  his  Father's  hand, 
And  bows  his  head  and  dies. 

3  But  oh !  the  wisdom  and  the  grace 

That  join  with  vengeance  now! 
He  dies  to  save  our  gmlty  race, 
And  yet  he  rises  too. 

4  A  person  so  dinne  was  he 

Who  yielded  to  be  slain, 
That  he  could  give  his  soid  away, 
And  take  his  life  again. 
B  Live,  glorious  Lord,  and  reign  on  high. 
Let  every  nation  sing, 
And  angels  sound  with  endless  joy 
The  Saviour  and  the  King. 

HYMN  84.  B.  2.  S.  M.  Dover. 

'^f'^*  The  same. 

COIME  all  harmonious  tongues. 
Your  noblest  music  bring, 
'Tis  Christ  the  everlasting  God, 
And  Christ  the  man  we  sing. 

2  Tell  how  he  took  our  flesh 
To  take  away  our  guilt. 

Sing  the  dear  drops  of  sacred  blood 
That  hellish  monsters  spilt. 

3  f  Alas  !  the  cruel  spear 
Went  deep  into  his  side, 

And  the  rich  flood  of  purple  gore 

Their  murderous  weapons  dyed.] 

[The  waves  of  swelling  grief 

Did  o'er  his  bos.om  roll, 
And  mountains  of  almighty  wrath 

Lay  heavy  on  his  soul.] 


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ASCENSION  OF  CHRIST. 

p  5     Do'.vn  to  the  shades  of  death 
He  bow'd  bis  awml  head, 
Yet  he  arose  to  live  and  reign 
When  death  itself  is  dead. 

6  Ni>  more  the  bloody  spear. 
The  cross  and  nails  no  more  ; 

For  hell  itself  shakes  at  his  name. 
And  all  the  heavens  adore. 

7  There  the  Redeemer  sits 
High  on  the  Father's  throne; 

The  Father  lays  his  vengeance  by, 

And  smiles  upon  his  Son. 
I  8     There  his  full  glories  shine 

With  uncreated  ra-ys, 
And  bless  his  saints'  mid  angels'  eyes 

To  everlasting  days. 

rtKO      PSAL:\I  21.  ver.  1-9.  L.  M.        Rolhvvell 
/^OO*   Qj^ ,.,-5;  gxaJied  to  the  Kingdom. 

DAA'ID  rejoic'd  in  God  his  strength, 
Rais'd  to  the  throne  by  special  grace 
But  Christ,  the  Son,  appears  at  length, 
Fuliils  the  triumph  and  the  praise. 

2  How  great  is  the  Messiah's  joy 
In  the  salvation  of  thy  hand ! 

Lord,  thou  hast  rais'd  his  kingdom  high, 
And  given  the  world  to  his  command. 

3  Thy  goodness  grants  whate'er  he  will. 
Nor  doth  the  least  request  withhold  ; 
Blessings  of  love  prevent  him.  still, 
And  crowns  of  glory,  not  of  gold. 

4  Honour  and  majesty  divine 
Around  his  sacred  temples  shinoj 
Blest  with  the  favour  of  thy  face, 
And  length  of  everlasting  days. 

5  Thy  hand  shall  find  out  all  liis  foes  ; 
And  as  a  fiery  oven  glows 

With  raging  heat  and  living  coals, 
So  shall  thy  wrath  devour  their  souls. 
O  ^A.         PSALIVI  2-2.  2d  Part  C.  M.       Bango* 
^*^^*    Ckrisfs  Suf^ings  and  K'mgdom. 
i  IVTOW  from  the  roaring  lion's  rage, 

•i^    '  0  Lord,  protect  thy  Son  ; 

*  Nor  leave  thy  darling  to  engage 

'  The  powers  of  hell  alone.' 

p  2  Thus  did  our  suflfering  Saviour  pray, 

With  mighty  cries  and  tears  ; 

God  heard  him  in  that  dreadful  day, 

And  chas'd  away  his  fears. 


ASCENSION  OF  CHRIST. 

3  Great  was  the  victory  of  his  death. 

His  thronn  exalted  high  ; 
And  all  the  kinareds  of  the  earth 
Shall  worship  or  shall  die. 

4  A  numerous  offspring  must  arise 

From  his  expiring  groans  ; 
They  shall  be  reckon'd  in  his  eyes 
For  daughters  and  for  sons. 

5  The  raeek  and  humble  soul  shall  see 

His  table  richly  spread  ; 
And  all  that  seek  the  Lord  shall  be 
With  joys  ini  mortal  fed. 

6  The  isles  shall  know  the  righteousness 

Of  our  inoarnate  God  ; 
And  nations  yet  unborn  profess 
Salvation  in  his  blood. 
2  P>  ff^  PSALM  22.  L.  M.  Eaton. 

AiOO*  Christ's  Sufferings  and  Exalmion. 
p     IVTOW  let  our  mournful  songs  record 
■1- '  The  dying  sorrows  of  our  Lord  ; 
When  he,complain'd  in  tears  and  blood 
As  one  forsaken  of  his  God. 

2  The  Jews  beheld  him  thus  forlorn, 

And  shook  their  heads  and  iaugh'd  in  scorn  ; 
'  He  rescu'd  others  from  tlie  grave, 
'  Now  let  hun  try  himself  to  save. 

3  '  This  is  the  man  did  once  pretend 

'  God  was  his  father  and  his  friend ; 
'  If  God  the  blessed  lov'd  him  so, 
'  Why  doth  he  fail  to  help  him  now }' 

4  Barbarous  people !  cruel  priests ! 

How  they  stood  round  like  savage  beasts  I 

Like  lions  gaping  to  devour. 

When  God  had  left  him  in  their  power, 

5  They  wound  his  head,  his  hands,  his  feet, 
Till  streams  of  blood  each  other  meet ; 
By  lot  his  garments  they  divide, 

And  mock  the  pangs  in  which  he  died. 

6  But  God,  his  Father,  heard  his  cry : 
Rais'd  from  the  dead  he  reigns  on  high  ; 
The  nations  learn  his  righteousness, 
And  humble  sinners  taste  his  grace. 

PSALM  89.  4  th  Part.  C.  M.         China. 
*  Christ's  mediatorial  Kingdom ;  or,  his  divine 
and  human  Nature. 
TJEAR  what  the  Lord  in  vision  said, 
■■■*  And  make  his  mercy  known  : 
'  Sinners,  behold  your  help  is  laid 
'  On  my  almighty  Son. 


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ASCEXSION  OF  CHRIST. 

2  '  Behold  tlie  man  my  wisdom  chose 

'  Among  3'our  mortal  race ; 
*  Hi&  head  my  holy  oil  o'erflows, 
'  The  Spirit  of  my  grace. 

3  '  High  shall  he  reign  on  Band's  throne, 

'  Dly  people's  better  Kmg : 
'  My  arm  shall  beat  his  rivals  down, 
'  And  stiil  new  subjects  bring. 

4  '  My  truth  shall  guard  him  in  his  way, 

'  With  mercy  by  his  siJe, 
'  While  in  my  name  through  earth  and  sea 
'  He  shall  in  triumph  ride. 

5  '  Me  for  his  Father  and  his  God 

'  He  shall  fur  ever  own, 
'  Call  me  his  rock,  his  high  abode, 
'And  I'll  support  my  Son. 

6  '  My  first-born  Son,  array'd  in  grace, 

'  At  my  right  hand  shall  sit  ; 
'  Beneath  him  angeld  know  their  placci 
'  And  monarchs  at  his  feet 

7  '  My  covenant  stands  for  ever  fast, 

'  My  promises  are  strong  ; 
'  Firm  as  the  heavens  his  throne  shall  last, 
'  His  seed  endure  as  long.' 

PSAL:M  99.  1st  Fart.  S.  JM.        Ashfbrd. 
•      Christ's  Kingdom  and  Majesty. 

THE  God  Jehovah  reigns, 
Let  aU  the  nations  fear, 
Let  sinners  tremble  at  his  throne, 
And  saints  be  humble  there. 
/  2     Jesus  the  Saviour  reigns, 
Let  earth  adore  its  Lord ; 
Bright  cherubs  his  attendants  stand, 
Swift  to  fulfil  his  word. 
3     In  Zion  is  hir  throne, 
His  honours  are  divine; 
His  church  shall  make  his  wonders  kno^vn, 
For  there  his  glories  shine. 
s  4     How  holy  is  his  name  I 
How  terrible  his  praise  1 
Justice,  and  truth,  and  judgment  join 
In  all  his  works  of  grace. 


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258. 


INTERCESSION   OP  CHRIST. 


HYMN  36.  B.  2.  S.  M.        Baltimore. 

Christ's  Intercession. 


VITELL,  the  Redeemer's  gone 

'  »    T'  appear  before  our  God, 

To  sprinkle  o'er  the  flaming  throne 


With  Ilia  atoning  blood. 
8  2     No  fiery  vengeance  now, 

No  burning  wrath  comes  do\vn ; 
If  justice  call  for  sinner's  blood, 
The  Saviour  shows  his  own. 
3     Before  his  father's  eye 
Our  humble  suit  he  moves, 
The  Father  lays  his  thunder  by. 
And  looks,  and  smiles,  and  loves. 
/  4     Now  may  our  joyful  tongues 
Our  Maker's  honour  sing, 
Jesus  the  priest  receives  our  son^, 
And  bears  them  to  the  King. 

5  [We  bow  before  his  face, 
And  sound  his  glories  high, 

'  Hosanna  to  the  God  of  grace 
'  That  lays  his  thunder  oy.] 

6  '  On  oarth  thy  mercy  reigns, 
'  And  triumphs  all  above ;' 

But,  Lord,  how  weak  are  mortal  strains 
To  speak  immortal  love  I 

7  [How  jarring  and  how  low 
Are  all  the  notes  we  sing ! 

Sweet  Saviour,  tune  our  songs  anew. 
And  they  sliall  please  the  King.] 


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HYMN  37.  B.  2.  C.  M.        CoJchestei. 
The  same. 

LIFT  up  your  eyes  to  th'  heavenly  seats 
Where  your  Redeemer  stays  ; 
Kind  intercessor,  there  he  sits. 
And  loves,  and  pleads,  and  prays. 

2  'Twas  well,  my  soul,  he  died  for  thee, 

And  shed  his  vital  blood, 
Appeas'd  stern  justice  on  the  tree, 
And  then  arose  a  God. 

3  Petitions  now  and  praise  may  rise, 

And  saints  their  oflTerings  bring, 
The  Priest  with  liis  own  sacrifice 
Presents  them  to  the  King. 


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INTERCESSION  OF  CHRIST. 

4  [Let  papists  trust  what  names  they  please. 

Their  saints  and  angels  boast ; 

We've  no  such  advocates  as  these, 

Nor  pray  to  th'  heavenly  host.] 

5  Jesus  alone  shall  bear  my  cries 

Up  to  his  Father's  tlirone, 
He,  dearest  Lord !  perfumes  my  sighs, 
And  sweetens  every  groan. 

I  6  [Ten  thousand  praises  to  the  King, 
Hosanna  in  the  highest ; 
Ten  thousand  thanks  our  spirits  bring 
To  God  and  to  his  Christ.] 

HY3IN  H5.  B.  1.  C.  M.  Barbv 

Christ  and  Aaron. 

JESUS,  in  thee  our  eyes  behold 
A  thousand  glories  more 
Tha  n  the  rich  gems  and  polish'd  gold 
The  sons  of  Aaron  wore. 

2  They  first  their  own  burnt-offerings  brought 

To  purge  themselves  from  sin ;" 
Thy  hfe  was  pure  without  a  spot. 
And  all  thy  nature  clean. 

3  [Fresh  blood  as  constant  as  the  day 

Was  on  their  altar  spilt ; 
But  thy  one  offering  takes  away 
For  ever  all  our  guilt.] 

4  [Their  priesthood  ran  through  several  hands, 

For  mortal  was  their  race  ; 
Thy  never-changing  office  stands 
Eternal  as  thy  days.] 

5  Once  in  the  circuit  of  a  year 

With  blood,  but  not  his  own, 
Aaron  within  the  veil  appears 
Before  tlie  golden  throne  ; 

6  But  Christ  by  his  own  powerful  blood 

Ascends  above  the  skies, 
And  in  the  presence  of  our  God 
Shows  his  own  sacrifice.] 

/  7  Jesus,  the  King  of  Glory,  reigns 
On  Sion's  heavenly  hill, 
Looks  like  a  lamb  thai  has  been  slain, 
And  wears  his  priesthood  still. 

/  8  He  ever  lives  to  intercede 
Before  his  Father's  face ; 
Give  him,  my  soul,  thy  cause  to  plead, 
Nor  doubt  the  Father's  sr&ce. 


T^ 


INTERCESSION  OF  CHRIST. 
OfJ-J  HYjMX  12.  B.  2.  C.  M.  Mear. 

^^  U  X  •  Qfirisc  is  the  Substance  of  the  LevUical  Priesi^od. 
HE  tme  Messiah  now  appears, 
The  types  are  all  withdrawn  ; 
So  fly  the  sliadows  and  the  stars 
Before  the  rising  dawn. 

2  No  smoking  sweets,  nor  bleeding  lambs, 

Nor  kid,  nor  bullock  slain. 
Incense  and  spice  of  costly  names 
Would  all  be  burnt  in  vain. 

3  Aaron  must  lay  his  robes  away, 

His  mitre  and  his  vest, 
When  God  himself  '"omes  down  to  be 
The  orterin?  and  the  priest. 
;)  4  He  took  our  mortal  flesh  to  show 
The  wonders  of  his  love : 
For  us  he  paid  his  life  below, 
And  prays  lor  us  above. 
p  5  '  Father,  (he  cries,)  forgive  their  sins, 
'  Fori  myself  have  died,' 
And  then  he  shows  his  opan'd  veins, 
And  pleads  his  wounded  side. 
2R2  PSALM  2.  S.  M.  Peckliam. 

A\Ji^»  Qjij-i^i  dying,  rising,  interceding,  and  reigning, 
AKER  and  sovereign  Lord 
Of  heaven,  and  earth,  and  seas, 
Thy  providence  confirms  thy  word, 
And  answers  thy  decrees. 

2  The  things  so  long  foretold 
By  David  are  fulffll'd, 

When  Jews  and  Gentiles  join'd  to  slay 
Jesus,  thine  holy  child.] 

3  Why  did  the  Gentiles  rage, 
And  Jews  with  one  accord 

Bend  all  their  counsels  to  destroy 
Th'  anointed  of  the  Lord  ? 

4  Rulers  and  kings  agree 
To  form  a  vain  design ; 

Against  the  I,oril  their  powers  unite, 

Against  his  Christ  they  join. 
6     The  Lord  derides  their  rage. 

And  will  support  his  throne ; 
He  that  hath  rais'd  him  Iroin  the  dead 

Hath  own'd  him  for  his  Son. 

PAUSE. 

6     Now  he's  ascended  high, 
And  asks  to  rule  the  earth  ; 
The  merit  of  his  blood  he  pleads 
And  pleads  his  heavenly  birth. 
11 


^M^ 


INTERCESSION  OF  CHRIST. 

7  He  asks,  and  God  bestows 
A  large  inheritance  ; 

Far  as  fhe  world's  remotest  ends 
His  kingdom  shall  advance. 

8  The  nations  that  rebel 
Must  feel  his  iron  rod  ; 

He'll  indicate  those  honours  weD 
Which  he  receiv  d  from  God. 
^9     Be  wise,  ye  rulers,  now, 

And  worship  al  his  throne : 
■V\'ith  trembling  joy,  ye  people,  bow 
To  Gods  exaiied  Son. 
a  10     If  once  his  wTath  arise, 
Ye  perish  on  the  place  ; 
Then  blessed  is  the  soul  that  flies 
For  refuge  to  his  grace.  1 

O^Q  PSALM  2.    CM.  Christmas. 

^>UO»  The  same. 

WHY  did  the  nations  join  to  aby 
The  Lord's  anointed  Son? 
Why  did  they  cast  his  laws  away, 
And  tread  his  gospel  down? 

2  The  Lord  that  sits  above  the  skies 

Denues  their  race  below, 
Ve  speaks  with  vengeance  in  his  eyes 
And  sthiies  their  spirits  through. 

3  '  I  caL  him  my  eternal  Son, 

'And  raise  him  from  the  dead  ; 
I  make  my  holy  hill  his  throne, 
■  And  wide  Ills  kingdom  spread. 

4  '  Ask  me,  my  Son,  and  then  enjoy 

'  The  utmost  heathen  lands  : 
Thy  rod  of  iron  shall  destroy 
'  The  rebel  that  withstands.' 

5  Be  wise,  ye  rulers  of  the  earth, 

Obey  the  anointed  Lord, 
Adore  the  king  of  heavenly  birth. 

And  tremble  at  his  word. 
With  him^ble  love  address  liis  throne* 

For  if  he  frown,  ye  die  ; 
Those  are  secure,  and  those  alouo 

Who  on  his  grace  rely. 


CHARACTERS  AND   OFFICES   OP  CHRIST. 

Qf»4_  HYMN  13.  B.  1    L.  M.       Eflinphura. 

^\J^»  rpfi^  TUiis,  cndrhe  Kirigiom  of  Christ. 

THE  lands  that  long  in  darkness  lay, 
Now  have  beheld  a  heavenly  light : 
Nations  that  sat  in  death's  cold  shade 
Are  bless'd  wth  beams  divinely  bright. 

2  The  virgin's  promis'd  Son  i.«  born, 
Behold  the  expected  child  appear ; 
What  shall  his  name  or  titles  be  ? 
The  AVouderful,  the  Counsellor. 

3  This  infant  is  the  mighty  God, 
Come  to  be  suclded  and  ador'd  : 
Th'  eternal  Father,  Prince  of  Peace, 
The  Son  of  David,  and  his  Lord. 

4  The  government  of  earth  and  seas 
Upon  his  shoulders  shall  be  laid  ; 
His  wide  dominions  shall  increase. 
And  honours  to  his  name  be  paid. 

5  Jesus  the  holy  child  shall  sit 
High  on  his  father  Dadd's  throne, 
Shall  crush  his  foes  beneath  his  feet, 
And  reign  to  ages  yet  unknown. 

9f»K  HYMN  132.  B.  2.  C.  M.  Auburn 

/     VTTE  bless  the  Prop^ie?  of  the  Lord, 
»»    That  comes  with  truth  and  grace  : 
Jesus,  thy  Spirit  and  thy  word 
Shall  lead  us  in  thy  ways. 

2  We  reverence  our  Hish-priest  above, 

Who  otier'd  up  hisLlood, 

And  lives  to  carry  on  his  love, 

By  pleading  with  our  God. 

3  We  honour  our  exalted  King, 

How  sweet  are  his  commands ! 
He  guards  our  souls  from  hell  and  sin, 
By  his  almighty  hands. 

4  Hosanna  to  his  glorious  name. 

Who  saves  by  different  ways ; 
His  mercies  lay  a  sovereign  claim 
To  our  immortal  praise. 
Of{f\  HYALN  146.  B.  1.  L.  M.         Portugal. 

^UVi*  Characters  of  Christ,  borrowed  from  imnimau 
things,  in  Scripture. 
/^  0,  worship  at  Immanuel's  feet, 
'J  See  in  his  face  what  wonders  meet ; 
Earth  is  too  narrow  to  express 
His  worth,  bis  glory,  or  liis  grace. 


OFHCES  OF  CHRIST. 

2  [The  whole  creation  can  afford 

But  some  faint  shadows  of  my  Lord  : 
Nature,  to  make  liis  beauties  known, 
Must  mingle  colours  not  her  own.] 

3  fis  he  compar'd  to  roine  or  Ireail 
Dear  Lord,  our  souls  would  thus  be  fed  ; 
That  flesh,  that  dying  blood  of  thine, 

Is  bread  of  life,  is  heavenly  wine.] 
J  [Is  he  a  tree  ?  The  world  receives 
Salvation  from  his  healing  leaves  ; 
That  righteous  branch,  that  fruitful  hough. 
Is  David's  root  and  offspring  too.] 

5  [Is  he  a  rose  7  Not  Sharon  yields 
Such  fragrancy  in  all  her  ticids ; 
Or  if  the  lily  he  assume, 

The  valleys  bless  the  rich  peifume.] 

6  [Is  he  a  vine  7  His  heavenly  root 
Supplies  the  boughs  with  life  and  fruit; 
O  let  a  lasting  union  join 

My  soul  and  branch  to  Christ  the  vme ! 

7  [Is  he  the  head  7  Each  member  lives, 
And  owns  the  vital  powers  he  gives  ; 
The  saints  below,  and  saints  above, 
Join'd  by  his  Spirit  and  his  love.  1 

8  [Is  he  a.fou7itain  7  There  I  bathe, 
And  heal  the  plague  of  sin  and  death  ; 
These  waters  all'my  soul  renew, 

And  cleanse  my  spotted  garments  too.] 

9  [Is  he  a  ^  re?  He'll  purge  my  dross, 
But  the  true  gold  sustains  no  loss  ; 
Like  a  refiner  shall  he  sit. 

And  tread  the  refuse  with  his  feet.] 

10  [Is  he  a  rocTc  7  How  firm  he  proves ! 
The  rock  of  ages  never  moves  ; 

Yet  the  sweet  streams  that  from  him  flow 
Attend  us  all  the  desert  through.] 

11  [Is  he  a  icay  7  He  leads  to  God, 
The  path  is  drawn  in  lines  of  blood  ; 
There  would  I  walk  with  hope  and  zeal, 
Till  I  aiTive  at  Sion's  hill.] 

12  [Is  he  a  door  7  I'll  enter  in  ; 
Behold  the  pastures  large  and  green, 
A  paradise  divinely  fair. 

None  but  the  sheep  have  freedom  there.] 

13  [Is  he  design'd  a  corner-stone, 

For  men  to  build  their  heaven  u:)on  ? 
I'll  make  him  my  foundation  too. 
Nor  fear  tlie  plots  of  hell  below.] 


OFFICES  OF  CHRIST. 

14  [Is  he  a  temple!  I  adore 

Th'  indwelling  majesty  and  power ; 
And  still  to  this  most  ho'y  place, 
Whene'er  I  pray,  I  turn  my  face.] 

15  [Is  he  a  star  7  Ho  breaks  the  night, 
Piercing  the  shades  with  dawning  light ; 
I  know  his  glories  from  afar, 

I  know  the  bright,  the  morning  star.] 
IS  [Is  he  a  sun  ?  His  beams  are  grace, 

His  course  is  joy,  and  righteousness ; 

Nations  rejoice  when  he  appears 

To  chase  their  clouds,  and  dry  their  tears. 
/  17  0  let  me  climb  those  higher  skies, 

Where  storms  and  darkness  never  rise ! 

There  he  displays  his  powers  abroad. 

And  shines  and  reigns  th'  incarnate  God.] 
/  18  Nor  earth,  nor  seas,  nor  sun,  nor  stars, 

Nor  heaven  his  full  resemblance  bears  ; 

His  beauties  we  can  never  trace, 

Till  we  behold  him  face  to  face. 


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r  HYJMN  147.  B.  1.  L.  IM.  Luton. 

'  •  The  Names  and  Titles  of  Christ,  from 


several  Scriptures. 
["nniS  from  the  treasures  of  his  word 

-■-  I  boriow  titles  for  my  Lord  ; 
Nor  art,  nor  nature  can  supply 
Sufficient  ftrms  of  majesty. 

2  Brisht  image  of  the  Father's  face, 
Shining  with  undiminish'd  rays  ; 
Th'  eternal  God's  eternal  Son, 
The  heir,  and  partner  of  his  throne.] 

3  The  King  of  kings,  the  Lord  most  High 
Writes  his  own  name  upon  his  thigh  : 

He  wears  a  garment  dipp'd  in  blood, 
And  breaks  the  nations  with  his  rod. 

4  Wher,e  grace  can  neither  melt  nor  move, 
The  La7nb  resents  his  injur'd  love, 
Awakes  his  wrath  without  delay. 

And  Judah's  Lion  tears  the  prey. 

5  But  when  for  works  of  peace  he  comes, 
What  winning  titles  he  assumes ! 
Light  of  the  world,  and  Life  for  men  ; 
Nor  bears  those  characters  in  vain. 

B  With  tender  pity  in  his  heart, 
He  acts  the  Mediator's  part ; 
A.  friend  and  brother  he  appears, 
And  well  fulfils  the  name  he  wears. 


OFFICES  OF  CHRIST. 

7  At  length  the  Judge  his  throne  ascends, 
Divides  the  rebels  trrm  his  friends, 
And  saints  in  full  fmition  prove 
His  rich  variety  of  love. 

Q  Aft    HYMN  148.  B.  1.  H.  M.  or  6'8  &  S's.  Slon. 
•^"^^  Tfie  sam. 

f     [WTITK  cheerful  voice  I  sing 

»»    The  titles  or  my  Lord, 
And  borrow  all  the  names 
Of  honour  from  his  word  : 

Nature  and  art  Can  ne'er  supply 

Sufficient  forms  Of  majesty. 

2  In  Jesus  we  behold 

His  Father's  glorious  face, 

Shining  for  ever  bright 

With  mild  and  lovely  rays  : 
Th'  eternal  God's  Eternal  Son 
Inherits  and  Partakes  the  throne.] 

3  The  sovereisn  King  of  kings, 
The  Lord  of  lords  most  high, 
Writes  his  own  name  upon 
His  earment  and  his  Ihieh  : 

His  name  is  cali'd  The  Word  of  God; 
He  rules  the  earth  With  iron  rod. 
s  4  Where  promises  and  grace 

Can  neither  melt  nor  move. 

The  angry  Lamb  resents 

The  injuries  of  his  love : 
Awakes  his  wTath  Without  delay. 
As  hons  roar,  And  tear  the  prey. 
p  5  But  when  for  works  of  peace 

The  great  Redeemer  comes. 

What  gentle  characters, 

What  titles  he  assumes  I 
Lig/it  of  the  toorld.  And  Life  of  men  \ 
Nor  will  he  bear  Those  names  in  vain. 

t  Immense  compassion  reigns 
In  our  Immanuel  s  heart. 
When  he  descends  to  act 
A  Mediator's  part : 

He  is  a  friend  And  brother  too : 

Dinnely  kind,  Divinely  true. 
«  7  At  length  the  Lord  the  Jiidge 
His  awful  throne  ascends. 
And  drives  the  rebels  far 
From  favourites  and  friends  : 

Then  shall  the  saints  Completely  provr 

The  heights  and  depths  Of  all  his  love. 


OFFICES  OF  CHRIST. 

OfiO  HYMN  149.  B.  1.  L.  M.  Antigua. 

^V>f7.  The  Offices  of  Christ,  from  several  Scriptures. 

JOIN  all  the  names  of  love  and  power 
That  ever  men  or  angels  bore  ; 
All  are  too  mean  to  speak  his  worth, 
Or  set  Immanuel's  glory  forth. 
p  2  But  0  what  condescending  waya 
He  takes  to  teach  his  heavenly  grace  I 
My  eyes  with  joy  and  wonder  see 
What  forms  or  love  he  bears  for  me. 

3  [The  Angel  of  the  Covenant  stands 
With  his  commission  in  his  hands, 
Sent  from  his  Father's  milder  throne, 
To  make  the  great  salvation  known.] 

4  [Great  Prophet,  let  me  litess  thy  name  ; 
By  thee  the  joytlil  tidings  came 

Of  wrath  appeas'd,  of  sins  forgiven, 
Of  hell  subdu'd,  and  peace  with  heaven,  i 
8  [My  bright  example,  and  my  guide, 
I  would  be  walking  near  thy  side ; 

0  let  me  never  run  astray, 
Nor  follow  the  forbidden  way.] 

6  [I  love  my  Shepherd,  he  shall  keep 
My  wandering  soul  among  his  sheep  : 
He  feeds  his  flock,  he  calls  their  names, 
And  in  his  bosom  bears  the  lambs.] 

7  [My  Surety  undertakes  my  cause. 
Answering  his  Father's  broken  laws  ; 
Behold  my  soul  at  freedom  set ; 

My  Surety  paid  the  dreadful  debt.] 
p  8  [Jesus  my  great  High-priest  has  died, 

1  seek  no  sacrifice  beside  ; 

His  blood  did  once  for  all  atone, 
And  now  it  pleads  before  the  throne.] 
[My  Advocate  appears  on  high, 
The  Father  lays  his  thunder  by  ; 
Not  all  that  earth  or  hell  can  say 
Shall  turn  my  Father's  heart  away.] 

i  10  [My  Lord,  my  Conqueror,  and  my  King, 
Thy  sceptre  and  thy  sword  I  sing ; 
Thine  is  the  victory,  and  I  sit 
A  joyful  subject  at  thy  feet.] 

{  11  [Aspire,  my  soul,  to  glorious  deeds, 
The  Captain  of  Salvation  leads  ; 
March  on,  nor  fear  to  win  the  day. 
Though  death  and  hell  obstruct  the  way.] 

I  12  Should  death,  and  hell,  and  powers  unknown, 
Put  all  their  forms  of  mischief  on, 
I  shall  he  safe  ;  for  Christ  displays 
Salvation  in  more  sovereign  ways. 


OFFICES  OF  CHRIST. 

Q'^f)    HYMN  150.  B.  1.  H.  ISl.  or  6's  &  S's.  ki 
^  *  ^*  The  same. 

JOIN  all  the  glorious  names 
Of  wisdom,  love,  and  power, 
That  ever  mortals  knew, 
That  angels  ever  bore : 
All  are  too  mean  To  speak  his  worth, 
Too  mean  to  set  ."Mr  Saviour  forth, 
p  2  But  O  what  gentle  terms, 
"What  condescending  ways 
Doth  our  Redeaner  use 
To  teach  his  heavenly  grace ! 
Mine  eyes  with  joy  And  wonder  see 
What  forms  of  lo\  e  He  bears  for  me. 
3  f  Array'd  in  mortal  flesh. 
He  like  an  ansel  stands, 
And  holds  the  prom.'ses 
And  pardons  in  his  hands : 
Commission'd  from  His  Father's  throne 
To  make  his  grace  To  mortcds  known.] 
i  [Great  Prophet  of  my  God, 
My  tongue  would  bless  thy  name : 
By  thee  the  joyful  news 
Of  our  salvation  came  ; 
The  joyful  news  Of  sins  forgiven, 
Of  hell  subdu'd,  And  peace  with  heaven, 

5  [Be  thou  my  cou7iseUor, 
My  pattern  and  my  guide; 
And  through  this  desert  land, 
Still  keep  me  near  thy  side : 

O  let  my  feet  Ne'er  run  astray, 

Nor  rove,  nor  seek  Tlie  crooked  way.] 

6  [I  love  my  Shepherd's  voice, 
His  watchful  eyes  shall  keep 
My  wandering  soul  among 
The  thousands  of  his  sheep  : 

He  feeds  tiis  flock.  He  calls  their  namef 

His  bosom  bears  The  tender  lambs,  j 
T  [To  this  dear  Suretifs  hand 
Will  I  commit  my  cause  ; 
He  answers  and  fulfils 
His  Father's  broken  laws  : 

Behold  my  soul  At  freedom  set ! 

My  Surety  paid  The  dreadliil  debt] 
p  8  [Jesus  my  great  High-priest 
Offer'd  his  blood  and  died  ; 
Jly  guilty  conscience  seeks 
No  sacrifice  beside : 

His  powerful  blood  Did  once  atone  ; 

And  now  it  pleads  Before  the  throne.] 


ADDRESSES  TO  CHRIST. 
9  [My  Advocate  appears 
For  my  defence  on  high, 
The  Father  bows  his  ear, 
And  lays  his  thunder  by  : 
Not  all  that  hell  Or  sin  can  say 
Shall  turn  his  heart,  His  love  away. 

10  [My  dear  Almighty  Lord. 
My  Conqueror  and  my  King, 
Thy  sceptre,  and  thy  sword, 
Thy  reigning  grace  I  sing : 

Thine  is  the  power  ;  Behold  I  sit 
In  willing  bonds  Beneath  thy  feet.] 

11  [Now  let  my  soul  arise. 
And  tread  the  tempter  Aowa ; 
My  Captain  leads  me  forth 
To  conquest  and  a  crown. 

A  feeble  saint  Shall  win  the  day, 
Though  death  and  hell  Obstruct  the  way.] 
I  12  Should  all  the  hosts  of  death, 

And  powers  of  hell  unknown. 

Put  their  most  dreadful  forms 

Of  rage  and  mischief  on : 
I  shall  be  sate,  For  Christ  displays 
Superior  power,  And  guardian  grac6 


ADDRESSES  TO   CHRIST. 

9yi  HYMN  62.  B.  1.  C.  M.        New-Haven. 

'*'•-■-•  Christ,  the  Larnb  of  God,  u-arshipped  by  all. 

COME,  let  us  join  our  cheerful  sjngs 
With  angels  round  the  throne  ; 
Ten  thousand  thousand  are  their  tongat  s. 
But  all  their  joys  are  one. 
p  2  '  Worthy  the  Lamb  that  died,'  they  e.', 
'  To  be  exalted  thus  ;' 
'Worthy  tlie  Lamb,'  our  lips  reply, 
'  For  he  was  slain  for  us.' 

3  Jesus  is  Avorthy  to  receivo 

Honour  and  power  divine ; 
And  blessings  more  than  we  can  giv* 
Be,  Lord,  for  ever  thine. 

4  Let  all  that  dwell  above  the  sky, 

And  air,  and  earth,  and  seas, 
i      Conspire  to  raise  thy  glories  high, 

And  speak  thine  endless  praise. 
I  5  The  whole  creation  join  in  one, 

To  bless  the  sacred  name 
Of  Him  that  sits  upon  the  throne, 

And  to  adore  the  Lamb. 


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ADDRESSES  TO  CHRIST. 

HYMN  63.  B.  I.  L.  M.       Pilesgrove. 

Christ's  HumilMirm  and  Exailatioii. 

WHAT  equal  honours  shall  wc  bring 
To  thee,  0  Lord  our  Goil,  the  Lamb, 
When  all  the  notes  that  anpels  sing 
Are  far  inferior  to  thy  ncinie  ? 

2  Worthy  is  he  that  once  was  slain, 

The  Prince  of  Lite  that  groan 'd  and  died, 
Worthy  to  rise,  and  live,  and  reign 
At  his  Alnaighty  Father's  side. 

3  Power  and  dominion  are  his  due, 
Who  stood  condemn'd  at  Pilate's  bar: 
Wisdom  belongs  to  Jesus  too, 

Though  he  was  charged  w.th  madness  there. 

4  All  riches  are  his  native  right, 
Yet  he  sustain'd  amazing  loss : 
To  him  ascribe  eternal  might. 
Who  left  his  weakness  on  the  cross. 

5  Honour  immortal  must  be  paid, 
Instead  of  scandal  and  of  scorn: 
While  glory  shines  around  his  head. 
And  a  bright  crown  without  a  mom. 

6  Blessings  for  ever  on  the  Lamb, 

Who  bore  the  curse  for  wretched  men  ; 
Let  angels  sound  his  sacred  name. 
And  every  creature  say,  Amen. 

HY-AIN  L  B.  1.  C.  M.  Devi7o« 

A  Tiew  Song  to  the  Lamb  thai  was  slain. 
EHOLD  the  glories  of  the  Lamb 
Amidst  his  Father's  throne : 
Prepare  new  honours  for  his  name, 
And  songs  before  unknown. 

2  Let  elders  worship  at  his  feet, 

The  church  adore  around. 
With  vials  full  of  odours  sweet, 
And  harps  of  sweeter  sound. 

3  Those  are  the  prayers  of  a'l  the  saints, 

And  these  the  hj-mns  they  raise, 
Jesus  is  kind  to  onr  complaints. 
He  loves  to  hear  our  praise. 

4  [Eternal  Father,  who  shall  look 

Into  thy  secret  will? 
Who  but  the  Son  should  take  that  book 
And  open  every  seal  ? 

5  He  shall  fulfil  thy  great  decrees, 

The  Son  deserves  it  well  ; 
Lo,  in  his  hand  the  sovereign  keys 
Of  heaven,  and  death,  and  hell !] 


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ADDRESSES  TO  CHRIST. 

6  Now  to  the  Lamb  that  once  was  slain, 

Be  endless  blessings  paid  ; 
Salvation,  glory,  joy,  remain 
For  ever  on  thy  head. 

7  Thou  hast  redeemed  our  souls  with  blood, 

Hast  set  the  prisoners  free, 
Hast  made  us  kings  and  priests  to  God, 
And  we  shall  reign  with  thee. 
f  8  The  worlds  of  nature  and  of  grace 
Are  put  beneath  thy  power  : 
Then  shorten  these  delaying  days, 
And  bring  the  promised  hour. 
'>74.         HYMN  25.  B.  1.  L.  M.        Castle-street 
**  '  ^*A  Vision  of  the  Lamb.  Rev.  v.  6—9. 

ALL  mortal  vanities,  begone, 
Nor  tempt  my  eyes,  nor  tire  my  ears. 
Behold  amidst  th'  eternal  throne 
A  vision  of  the  Lamb  appears. 

2  [Glory  his  fleecy  robe  adorns, 
Mark'd  with  the  bloody  death  he  bore  ; 
Seven  are  his  eyes,  and  seven  his  horns, 
To  speak  his  wisdom  and  his  power. 

3  Lo,  he  receives  a  sealed  book 
From  him  that  sits  upon  the  throne : 
Jesus,  my  Lord,  prevails  to  look 

On  dark  decrees,  and  things  unknown.] 

4  All  the  assembling  saints  around 
Fall  worshipping  before  the  Lamb, 
And  in  new  songs  of  gospel-sound 
Address  their  honours  to  his  name. 

I  5  [The  joy,  the  shout,  the  harmony 

/     Flies  o'er  the  everlasting  hills, 
'  "Worthy  art  ihou  alone,'  they  cry, 
'  To  read  the  book,  to  loose  the  seals.] 

/  6  Our  voices  join  the  heavenly  strain, 
And  with  transporting  pleasure  sing, 
'  Worthy  the  Lamb  that  once  was  slain, 
'  To  be  our  teacher  and  our  king  1' 
7  Hia  words  of  prophecy  reveal 
Eternal  counsels,  deep  designs  ; 
His  grace  and  vengeance  shall  fulfil 
The  peaceful  and  the  dreadful  lines. 

5  Thou  hast  redeem'd  our  souls  from  hell, 
With  thine  invaluable  blood  ; 

And  wretches  that  did  once  rebel 
Are  now  made  favourites  of  their  God. 
9  Worthy  for  ever  is  the  Lord, 
That  died  for  treasons  nnt  his  own. 
By  every  tongue  to  be  ador'd. 
And  dwell  upon  his  Father's  throne. 


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ADDRESSES  TO  CHRIST. 

Qy  K  HYMN  49.  B.  1.  C.  M.  Winter. 

•v  4  tJ»  y^g  Works  of  Moses  and  the  Lamb. 

[OW  strong  thine  arm  is,  mighty  God  I 
Who  would  not  fear  thy  name  ? 
Jesus,  how  sweet  thy  graces  are  I 
"Wlio  would  not  love  the  Lamb? 

2  He  has  done  more  than  IMoses  did, 

Our  Prophet  and  our  King  ; 
From  bonds  of  hell  he  freed  our  souls, 
And  taught  our  lips  to  sing. 

3  In  the  Red  Sea  by  Moses'  hand 

Th'  Egyptian  host  was  drown'd  ; 
But  his  own  blood  hides  all  our  sins. 
And  guilt  no  more  is  found. 

4  When  through  the  desert  Israel  went, 

With  manna  they  were  fed  ; 
Our  Lord  invites  us  to  his  flesh, 
And  calls  it  living  bread. 

5  Moses  beheld  the  promis'd  land. 

Yet  never  reach'd  the  place  : 
But  Christ  shall  bring  his  followers  home 
To  see  his  Father's  face. 
/  6  Then  shall  our  love  and  joy  be  fuU, 
And  feel  a  warmer  flame, 
And  sweeter  voices  tune  the  song 
Of  Moses  and  the  Lamb. 

OTfi  HYMN  21.  B.  2.  L.  M.  Bath. 

^  *  ^*  A  Song  of  Praise  to  Godthe  Redeemer. 
ET  the  old  heathens  tune  their  song 
Of  great  Diana  and  of  Jove  : 
But  the  sweet  theme  that  moves  my  tongue 
Is  my  Redeemer  and  his  love. 
2  Behold  a  God  descends  and  dies 
To  save  my  soul  from  gaping  hell ; 
How  the  black  gulf  where  Satan  lies 
Yawn'd  to  receive  me  when  I  fell ! 
s  3  How  justice  frown'd  and  vengeance  stood 
To  dnve  me  down  to  endless  pain  ! 
But  the  great  Son  propos'd  his  blood, 
And  heavenly  wrath  grew  mild  again. 
4  Infinite  Lover,  gracious  Lord- 
To  thee  be  endless  honours  given  : 
Thy  wondrous  name  shall  be  ador'd, 
Round  the  wide  earth,  and  wider  heaven. 

cr^'T'J'  HYMN  79.  E.  2.  C.  M.  Stade. 

'*'»**  Praise  to  the  Redeemer, 

p    T)LTING'D  in  a  gulf  of  dark  despair, 
•t    ^ye  wretched  sinners  lay, 


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ADDRESSES  TO  CHRIST. 

Without  one  cheerful  beam  of  hope, 

Or  spark  of  glimmering  day. 
p  2  With  pitying  eyes,  the  Prince  of  Grace 

Beheld  our  helpless  grief, 
He  saw,  and  (0  amazing  love !) 

He  ran  lo  our  relief. 
f  3  Down  from  the  shining  seats  above 

With  joyful  haste  he  fled, 
Enter'd  the  grave  in  mortal  flesh, 

And  dwelt  among  the  dead. 

4  He  spoil'd  the  powers  of  darkness  thus, 

And  brake  our  iron  chains  ; 
Jesus  has  freed  our  captive  souls 
From  everlasting  pains. 

5  [In  vain  the  baffled  prince  of  hell 

His  cursed  projects  tries, 
We  tiiat  were  dpom'd  his  endless  slaves 
Are  rais'd  above  the  skies.] 

6  0  for  this  love,  let  rocks  and  hCls 

Their  lasting  silence  break. 
And  all  harmonious  human  tongues 

The  Saviour's  praises  speak. 
/  7  [Yes,  we  will  praise  thee,  dearest  Lord, 

Our  souls  arc  all  on  flame  ; 
Hosanna  round  the  spacious  earth 

To  thine  adored  name. 
/  8  Angels,  assist  our  mighty  joys, 

Strike  all  your  harps  of  gold  ; 
But  when  you  raise  your  highest  notes, 

His  love  can  ne'er  be  told.  J 


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HYMN  5.  B.  2.  L.  M.  Effingham. 

Longing  to  praise  Christ  better. 

LORD,  when  my  thoughts  with  wonder  roll 
O'er  the  sharp  sorrows  of  thy  soul, 
And  read  my  Maker's  broken.laws 
Repair'd  and  honour'd  by  thy  cross  ; 

2  When  I  behold  death,  hell,  and  sin, 
Vanquish'd  by  that  dear  blood  of  thine, 
And  see  the  man  that  groan'd  and  died 
Sit  glorious  by  his  Father's  side : 

3  My  passions  rise  and  soar  above, 

I'm  wing'd  with  faith,  and  fir'd  with  love ; 
Fain  would  I  reach  eternal  things, 
And  learn  the  notes  that  Gabriel  sings. 
■1  But  my  heart  fails,  my  tongue  complains, 
For  want  of  their  immortal  strains; 
And  in  such  humble  notes  as  these, 
Falls  far  below  thy  victories. 


FAITH. 

5  Well,  the  kind  minute  must  appear, 
When  we  shall  leave  these  bodies  here. 
These  clogs  of  clay,  and  mount  on  high, 
To  join  the  songs  above  tlie  sky. 


INFLUENCES  AND   GRACES   OF  THE   SPIRIT. 


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HYJMN  144.  B.  2.  L.  M.    Duke-street 

TheEffusion  of  the  Spirit ;  or,  the  Success 
of  the  Gospel. 

GREAT  was  the  day,  the  joy  was  great, 
When  the  divine  disciples  met ; 
Whilst  on  their  heads  the  .Spirit  came. 
And  sat  hke  tongues  of  cloven  flame. 

2  What  gifts,  what  miracles  he  gave ! 
And  power  to  kill,  and  power  to  save ! 
Fumish'd  theii  tongues  with  wondrous  words, 
Instead  of  shields,  and  spears,  and  sworils. 

3  Thus  arm'd,  he  sent  the  champions  forth 
From  east  to  west,  from  south  to  north; 
'  Go,  and  assert  your  Saviour's  cause, 
Go,  spread  the  mystery  of  his  cross.' 

4  These  weapons  of  the  holy  war, 
Of  what  almighty  force  they  are 
To  make  our  stubborn  passions  bow. 
And  lay  the  proudest  rebel  low  I 

5  Nations,  the  learned  and  the  rude. 
Are  by  these  heavenly  arms  subdu'd  ; 
While  Satan  rages  at  his  loss. 

And  hates  the  doctrine  of  the  cross. 
t  6  Great  King  of  grace,  my  heart  subdue, 
I  would  be  led  iu  triumph  too, 
A  willing  captive  to  my  Lord, 
And  sing  the  victories  of  his  word. 


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FAITH. 

HYMN  140.  B.  1.  C.  M.      Limehoustu 

•  Hiving  and  a  dead  Failh ;  collected  from 
several  Scriptures. 
p     TXTISTAKEN  souls !  that  dream  of  heaven, 
J-'A  And  make  their  empty  boast 
Of  inward  joys,  and  sins  forgiven, 
While  they  are  slaves  to  lust. 

*  The  Christian  Graces  and  Tempers  are  placed  alpba- 
belically,  for  the  sake  of  finding  them  at  once,  by  luokii? 
at  the  head  of  the  page. 


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FAITH. 

2  Vain  are  our  fancies,  airy  flights, 
If  faith  be  cold  and  dead, 
None  but  a  living  power  unites 
To  Christ  the  living  head. 
S  'Tig  faith  that  changes  all  the  heart, 
'Tis  faith  that  works  by  love, 
That  bids  all  sinful  joys  depart, 
And  lifts  the  thoughts  above. 
i  'Tis  faith  that  conquers  earth  and  hell 
By  a  celestial  power : 
This  is  the  grace  that  snail  prevail 
In  the  decisive  hour. 

5  [Faith  must  obey  her  Father's  will, 

As  well  as  trust  his  grace  ; 
A  pardoning  God  is  jealous  still 
For  his  own  holiness. 

6  When  from  the  curse  he  sets  us  free, 

He  makes  our  natures  clean, 
Nor  would  he  send  his  Son  to  be 
The  minister  of  sin. 

7  His  Spirit  purifies  our  frame, 

And  seals  our  peace  with  God ; 
Jesus,  and  his  salvation,  came 
By  water  and  by  blood.] 

HYMN  112.  B.  1.  C.  M.  Dunuefti 

The  Brazen  Serpent ;  or,  looking  to  Jesus. 


COjlid  the  Hebrew  prophet  raise 


The  brazen  serpent  high. 
The  wounded  felt  immediate  ease, 
The  camp  forbore  to  die. 

2  '  Look  upward  in  the  dyinc  hour, 

'  And  live,'  the  prophet  cnes  ; 

But  Christ  performs  a  nobler  cure 

When  Faith  lifts  up  her  eyes. 

3  High  on  the  cross  the  Saviour  hung, 

High  in  the  heavens  he  reigns  : 
Here  sinners  by  th'  old  serpent  stung 
Look,  and  forget  their  pains. 
p  4  When  God's  own  Son  is  lifted  up, 
A  dying  world  revives, 
The  Jew  beholds  the  glorious  hope, 
Th'  expiring  Gentile  lives. 
OQQ  HYMN  142.  B.  2.  S.  M.       Aylesbury. 

'^'^'^  *       Faith  in  Christ  our  Sacrifice. 
"VrOT  all  the  blood  of  beasts 
J-^   On  Jewish  altars  slain. 
Could  give  the  guilty  conscience  peace. 
Or  wash  away  the  stain. 


FAITH. 

2  But  Christ  tliG  heavenly  Lamb 
Takes  all  our  sins  away ; 

A  sacrifirc  of  nobler  name, 
And  richer  blood  than  tuoy. 

3  My  faith  would  lay  her  hand 
On  that  dear  hfad  of  thine, 

While  like  a  penitent  I  stand, 

And  there  confess  my  sin. 
p  i      My  sou]  looks  back  to  see 

The  burdens  thou  didst  bear 
When  haiigini;  on  the  cursed  tree 

And  hopi  s  lier  cuilt  was  there. 
/  5      B.-lievini:  we  rejoice 

To  see  the  curse  remove  ; 
We  bless  the  Lamb  with  cheerful  voice, 

And  eias  his  bleeding  love. 

OQQ  HYMN  100.  B.  1.  L.  M.       Founfam. 

^CJtJ»    ggiif^...  Qji^  ff,  gofy^^  John  iii.  16—18. 
"VrOT  to  comlemn  the  sons  of  men 
J-^   Did  Chri-f,  the  .Son  of  God,  appear  ; 
No  weavKJiis  in  his  hands  are  seen, 
No  flaming  ssvord,  nor  thiuider  there. 
V  2  Such  was  tiic  pity  of  our  God, 
He  lov'd  the  race  of  man  so  well, 
He  sent  his  ."^on  to  Sear  our  load 
Of  sins,  and  save  our  souls  from  heU. 
f  3  Sinner-!,  believe  the  Saviour's  word, 
Tnist  in  hi?-  mighty  name  and  live  ; 
A  thoiLSund  joys  his  lips  afford. 
His  hands  a  thousand  blessings  give. 
4  But  veiiseance  and  damnation  lies 
On  rebels  who  reiiise  the  grace  ; 
Who  God's  eternal  .Son  despise. 
The  hottest  hell  shall  be  their  place. 

OQA     HYMN  33.  B.  1.  1st  Part.  L.  31.   Costellov 
'*^^*  Failh  the  U'cty  to  Salvi:ion,  Ronu  i.  16. 
^OT  by  the  laws  of  innocence 

Can  Adam's  sons  arrive  at  heaven  ; 
New  works  can  give  us  no  pretence 
To  have  our  ancient  sins  forgiven. 

2  Not  the  best  deeds  that  we  have  done 
Can  make  a  wounded  consrionce  whole ; 
Faith  is  the  grace,  and  taith  alone, 
Th^t  flies  to  Christ,  and  saves  the  soul. 

3  Lord,  I  believe  thy  heavenly  word. 
Fain  wo'ild  I  have  my  soul  renew'd  ; 
I  mourn  for  sin.  and  trust  thf  Lord 
To  have  it  pardon "d  and  subdu'd. 


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lAITH. 

4  O  may  thy  grai  n  its  vnwcr  display, 
Let  guilt  and  dLitUi  nu  Iohl'lt  reiga; 
Savonieiii  tlunt!  u|i^>iiiiiti'<i  way, 
Nor  lei  my  huiiibli;  tiiiUi  be  vuiu. 

OQK  HYMN  125.  B  2.  L.  M.  Otit. 

^^^ •Faith  and  Repenxaixe ;  UnixUi^ and  ImpcnUertO. 

LIFE  and  immurUil  j(i> «  arc  given 
To  soul.-*  tiiai  intiurii  the  sins  they've  done, 
Children  of  wruiii  niude  Ix-irH  ut' heuvcn, 
By  I'ailJj  m  God's  eternal  rion. 

2  Wo  to  tho  soul  that  never  felt 
The  inward  p.inps  of  (nou*  <rief, 
But  adds  to  all  his  rryniK  RUilt 
The  atubburn  sin  of  unbelief. 

3  The  law  condemns  the  ri'bel  dead, 
Under  tin;  wrath  of  Ciod  he  lies, 
He  seals  the  curse  on  his  own  head, 
And  w  ith  a  double  vengeance  diea. 

HY.'VIN  iOO.  B.  1.  C.  M.         St.  Ann's. 
Faiifi  of  Things  unseen. 
f     Tj^AITH  is  the  brightest  evidence 
-T    of  thmt's  beyond  our  sight, 
Breaks  ihroush  the  clouds  of  Heah  and  sense, 
And  dwells  in  heavenly  light. 

2  It  sets  times  piu<it  in  present  view, 

Brings  distant  pros)>ects  home. 
Of  things  a  thousand  years  ago, 
Or  thousand  years  to  come. 

3  By  faith  we  know  the  worlds  were  made 

By  God's  almighty  word  ; 
Abrah'm,  to  unknown  countries  led. 
By  faith  obey'd  the  Lord. 

4  He  sought  a  city  fair  and  high. 

Built  by  th'  eternal  hands  ; 
And  tiiith  assures  us.  though  we  die, 
That  heavenly  building  stands. 

'^QT         HYMN  129.  B.  2.  L.  M.  Vemcn. 

^^  '  •    We  walk  bj  FaUh ,  not  dy  Sight. 
'fTWS  by  the  faith  of  joys  to  come 

-*-   AVe  walk  through  deserts  dark  as  night  ; 
Till  we  arnve  at  heaven  our  home. 
Faith  is  our  guide,  and  faith  our  light. 
2  7"he  want  of  sight  she  well  supplies, 
•She  makes  the  pearly  gates  appear ; 
Far  into  distant  worlds  she  pries, 
And  brings  eternal  glories  near. 

12 


FAITH. 

J  ss  Cheerful  we  tread  the  desert  through, 
While  failli  inspires  a  heavenly  ray, 
Though  lions  roar,  and  tempests  blow. 
And  rocks  and  dangers  till  the  way. 
4  So  Abrah'm  by  divine  command 
Left  his  own  house  to  walk  with  God ; 
His  faith  beheld  the  promis'd  land, 
And  lir'd  his  zeal  along  the  road. 

)         Oftft  HY.^IN  162.  B.  2.  C.  M.  Arundd. 

"  '*'^^*  MedUalwn  of  Heaven ;  or,  the  Joy  of  Faith. 

MY  thoughts  surmount  these  lower  skies, 
And  look  witliin  tlie  veil ; 
There  springs  of  endless  pleasure  rise, 
Tlie  waters  never  fail. 

2  There  I  behold  with  sweet  delight 
The  blessed  Three  in  One  ; 

And  strong  aflections  fix  my  sight 
On  God's  incarnate  Son. 

3  His  promise  stands  for  ever  firm, 
His  grace  shall  ne'er  depart ; 

He  binds  my  name  upon  his  arm, 
And  seals  it  on  his  heart. 

4  Light  are  the  pains  that  nature  brings. 
How  short  our  sorrows  are. 

When  with  eternal  future  things 
The  present  we  compare  I 

5  I  would  not  be  a  stranger  still 
To  that  celestial  place. 

Where  I  for  ever  hope  to  dwell 
Near  my  Redeemer's  face. 

OQQ  HYMN  14.  B.  1.  L.  M.         Duustan 

'^^^*        Christ's  uncJmngeable  love. 

YIT'HO  shall  the  Lord's  elect  condenm? 
'  '    'Tis  God  that  justifies  their  souls, 
And  mercy  like  a  mighty  stream 
Oer  all  their  sins  divinely  rolls. 
2  Who  shall  adjudge  the  saints  to  hell? 
'Ti3  Christ  that  suffci^  in  their  stead, 
And  the  salvation  to  fulfil, 
Behold  him  rising  from  the  dead. 
/  3  He  lives,  he  lives,  and  sit5  above 
For  ever  interceding  there ; 
Who  shall  divide  us  fi-om  his  love? 
Or  what  should  tempt  us  to  despair  ? 
4  Shall  persecution,  or  distress. 
Famine,  or  sword,  or  nakedness? 
He  that  hathlov'd  us  bears  us  through, 
And  makes  us  more  than  conquerors  toa 


w^ 


FEAR  AND  HOPE. 

/  5  Faith  hath  an  overcoming  power. 
It  triumplis  in  the  dying  hour : 
Christ  is  our  hfe,  our  joy,  our  hope. 
Nor  can  we  sink  witli  such  a  prop. 
6  Not  all  that  men  or  earth  can  do, 
Nor  powers  on  liigh,  nor  powers  below. 
Shall  cause  his  mercy  to  remove. 
Or  wean  our  hearts  Irom  Christ  our  love. 


FEAR  AND   HOPS. 

QOf)     PSALM  119.  13tli  Fart.  C.  M.   Pcterboro'. 
'*'*y^*  Holy  Fear,  and  Tenderness  of  Conscience. 

ITH  my  whole  heart  I've  sought  tJiy  face, 
0  let  me  never  stray 
From  thy  commands,  0  God  of  grace, 
Nor  tread  the  sinner's  way. 

2  Thy  word  I've  hid  within  my  heart 

To  keep  my  conscience  clean, 
And  bo  an  everlastm^;  guard 
From  every  rising  sin. 

3  Im  a  companion  of  the  sainta 

Who  fear  and  love  the  Lord  J 
My  sorows  rise,  my  nature  faintf , 

When  men  transgress  thy  word, 
y  4  'While  sinners  do  thy  gospel  wrongi 

My  Spirit  stands  in  awe  ; 
My  soul  abhors  a  lying  tongue. 

But  loves  thy  righteous  law. 
s  5  My  heart  with  sacred  reverence  hears 

The  threat'nings  of  thy  word  : 
My  flesh  wth  holy  trembling  fears 

The  judgments  of  the  Lord. 
6  My  God,  I  long,  I  hope,  1  wait 

For  tliy  salvation  still ; 
While  thy  whole  law  is  my  delight. 

And  I  obey  tliy  will. 

FSALIM  42.  1-5.  1st  Part  C  M.     York. 

Desertion  and  Hope ;  or,  Complaint  of  Absence 
from  Public  Worship. 


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f  W    My  God.  to  thea  I  look; 

I  j  So  pants  the  hunted  hart  to  find 

And  taste  the  cooling  brook. 
When  shall  I  see  thy  courts  of  grace, 

And  meet  my  God  again? 
So  long  an  absence  from  thy  face 
My  heart  endures  with  pain. 


FEAR  AND  HOPE. 

S  Temptations  vex  my  weary  soul, 
And  tears  are  my  repast ; 
The  foe  in.«ults  without  control, 
'  And  Where's  your  God  at  last?' 
p  4  'Tis  with  a  mournful  pleasure  now 
I  think  on  ancient  days  ; 
Then  to  thy  bouse  did  numbers  go, 
And  all  our  work  was  praise. 
p  5  But  why.  my  soul,  sunk  down  so  far 
Beneath  this  heavj-  load  ? 
AVhy  do  my  thoughts  indulge  despair, 
And  sin  against  my  God? 
/  6  Hope  in  the  Lord,  whose  mighty  hand 
Can  all  thy  woes  remove  ; 
For  I  shall  yet  before  him  stand. 
And  sing  restoring  love. 


PSALM  W.  2d  Part.  L.  M.     Limehouse. 

Melancholy  TMughls  reproved. 


292. 

;;     ■jyiY  spirit  sinks  within  me,  Lord, 
-LTl  But  I  will  call  thy  name  to  mind, 
And  times  of  past  distress  record, 
"When  I  have  found  my  God  w.ia  kind. 

2  Huge  troubles,  with  tumultuous  noise, 
Swell  like  a  sea,  and  round  me  =!pread ; 
Thy  water-spouts  drown  all  my  joys, 
And  rising  waves  roll  o'er  my  head. 

3  Yet  will  the  Lord  command  his  love, 
When  I  address  his  throne  by  day, 
Nor  in  the  night  his  grace  remove; 
The  night  shall  hear  me  sing  and  pray. 

4  I'll  cast  myself  before  his  feet, 

And  say,  '  IVIy  God,  my  heavenly  rock, 

'  Why  doth  thy  love  so  long  forget 

'  The  soul  that  groans  beneath  thy  stroke  V 

5  I'll  chide  my  heart  that  sinks  so  low, 
Why  should  my  soul  indulge  h«r  grief? 
Hope  in  the  Lord,  and  praise  him  too. 
He  is  my  rest,  my  sure  rehef 

8  Thy  light  and  truth  shall  guide  me  still, 
Thy  words  shall  my  best  thoughts  employ. 
And  lead  me  to  thy  holy  hill. 
My  God,  my  most  exceeding  joy. 

PSALM  77.  1st  Part.  C.  M.        Bangor, 

Mdancholy  assaulting,  and  Hope  prevailijig. 

TO  God  1  cried  with  mournful  voice, 
I  sought  his  gracious  ear, 
In  the  sad  day  when  troubles  rose, 
And  fiU'd  my  heart  with  fear. 


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HOPE. 

2  Sad  were  my  days,  and  dark  my  nights, 

My  soul  refus'd  relief; 
Itliougiit  on  God  the  just  and  wise, 
But  thoughts  increas'd  my  grief. 

3  Still  I  complain'd,  and  still  opprest, 

My  heart  began  to  break : 
My  God,  thy  wrath  forbade  my  rest, 
And  kept  my  eyes  awake. 

4  My  overwhelming  sorrows  grew 

Till  I  could  speak  no  more : 
Then  I  witliin  myself  withdrew, 
And  cali'd  thy  judgments  o'er. 

5  I  cali'd  back  years  and  ancient  times, 

When  I  beheld  thy  face  ; 
My  spirit  search'd  for  secret  crimes 
That  might  withliold  thy  grace. 

6  I  cali'd  thy  mercies  to  my  mind, 

Which  1  enjoy'd  before  ; 
And  will  the  Lord  no  more  he  kind? 
His  face  appear  no  more  ? 

7  Will  he  for  ever  cast  me  off? 

His  promise  ever  fail  ? 
Has  he  tbrgot  his  tender  love? 
Shall  anger  still  prevail  ? 

8  But  I  forbid  this  hopeless  thought. 

This  dark  despairing  frame, 
Rememb'ring  what  thy  hand  hath  wrought ; 
Thy  hand  is  still  the  same- 

9  I'll  think  again  of  all  thy  ways, 

And  talk  thy  wonders  o'er ; 
Thy  wonders  of  recovering  grace, 

When  tlesh  could  hope  no  more. 
10  Grace  dwells  with  justice  on  the  throne : 

And  men  that  love  thy  word 
Have  in  thy  sanctuary  known 

The  counsels  of  the  Lord. 

PSALM  3.  C.  M.  Walsal. 

Doubts  aTid  fears  suopressed ;  or,  God  mr 
Defence  from  Sin  and  Solan, 

MY  God,  how  many  are  my  fears ! 
How  fast  my  foes  increase! 
Conspiring  my  eternal  death. 
They  break  my  present  peace. 
2  The  lying  tempter  would  persuade 
There's  no  relief  in  heaven  ; 
And  all  my  swelling  sins  appear 
Too  big  to  be  forgiven. 
I  3  But  thou,  my  glory  and  my  strength, 
Shalt  on  the  tenjpter  tread, 


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HOPE. 

Shalt  silence  ail  my  threatening  guilt. 
And  raise  my  drooping  head. 

4  [I  cried,  and  from  his  holy  hill 

He  bow'd  a  listening  ear ; 
I  call'd  my  Fatlier,  and  my  God, 
And  he  subdu'd  my  fear. 

5  He  shed  soft  slumbers  on  mine  eyes, 

In  spite  of  all  my  foes  ; 
I  'woke,  and  wonuer'd  at  the  gracs 
That  guarded  my  repose.] 

6  What  though  the  hosts  of  death  and  heU 

All  arm'd  against  me  stood. 
Terrors  no  more  shall  shake  my  soul, 

My  refuge  is  my  God. 
/  7  Arise,  O  Lord,  fulfil  thy  grace, 

While  I  thy  glory  sing  : 
My  God  has  broke  the  serpent's  teeth, 

And  death  has  lost  his  sting. 
8  Salvation  to  the  Lord  belongs, 

His  arm  alone  can  save  : 
Blessings  attend  thy  people  here, 

And  reach  beyond  the  grave. 

OCkK  HYIMNSl.  B.  1.  2d  Part.  C.  M.     Rochester. 
'*'*-'  *^  •       None  excluded  from  Hope. 

JESUS,  thy  blessings  are  not  few, 
Nor  is  thy  gospel  weak  ; 
Thy  grace  can  melt  the  stubborn  Jew, 
And  bow  th'  aspiring  Greek. 

2  Wide  as  the  reach  of  Satan's  rage 

Doth  thy  salvation  flow  ; 
'Tis  not  confin'd  to  sex  or  age, 
The  lofty  or  the  low. 

3  While  grace  is  ofter'd  to  the  prince, 

The  poor  may  take  their  share  ; 
No  mortal  has  a  just  pretence 
To  perish  in  despair. 

4  Be  wise,  ye  men  of  strenofth  and  wit, 

Nor  boast  your  native  powers  ; 
But  to  his  sovereign  grace  submit, 
And  glory  shall  be  yours. 

5  Come,  all  ye  vilest  sinners,  come, 

He'll  form  your  souls  anew  : 
His  gospel  and  his  heart  have  room 
For  rebels  such  as  you. 

6  His  doctrine  is  almighty  Jove  ; 

There's  virtue  in  his  name 
To  turn  the  raven  to  a  dove, 
The  lion  to  a  lamb. 


296 


29T 


HUMILITY. 

HYMN  131.  B.  1.  L.  M.    Kingsbrid-  . 
The  Pharisee  and  the  Publican. 

BEHOLD  liow  sinners  disagree, 
The  Publican  and  Pharisee ! 
One  doth  his  righteousness  proclaim, 
The  other  owns  his  guilt  and  shame. 

2  This  man  at  humble  distance  stands, 
And  cries  for  gnico  with  lifted  hands  , 
That  boldly  rises  near  the  throne, 
And  talks  of  duties  he  has  done. 

3  The  Lord  their  different  language  knows, 
And  difterent  answers  he  bestows  : 
The  humble  soul  with  grace  he  crowns, 
Whilst  on  the  proud  his  anger  frowns. 

4  Dear  Father,  let  me  never  be 
Join'd  with  the  boasting  Pharisee ; 
I  have  no  merits  of  my  own. 
But  plead  tlie  sutferings  of  thy  Son. 

PSALM  131.  C.  M.  London. 

Humility  and  Submission. 

IS  there  ambition  in  my  heart? 
Search,  gracious  God,  and  see ; 
Or  do  I  act  a  haughty  part  ? 
Lord,  I  appeal  to  thee. 

2  I  charge  my  thoughts,  be  humble  still, 

And  all  my  carriage  mild, 
Content,  my  Father,  with  thy  will, 
And  quiet  as  a  child. 

3  The  patient  soul,  the  lowly  inind 

Shall  have  a  large  reward : 
Let  saints  in  sorrow^  lie  resiga'd, 
And  trust  a  faithful  Lord. 

JOY  AND   REJOICING. 

OQQ,  PSALM  IS.  3d  Part.  L.  M.    Wareham. 

^^^'  Rtjoicing  in  God;  or,  Salvation  and  Triumph. 

TUST  are  thy  ways,  and  true  thy  word, 
Great  rock  of  my  secure  abode  ; 

nv  "lo  is  a  God  beside  the  Lord  ? 

Or  there's  a  refuge  like  our  God? 
2  'Tis  .he  that  girds  me  with  his  migiit, 

Gives  me  his"  holy  sword  to  wield  ; 

And  while  with  sin  and  hell  I  fight, 

Spreads,  his  salvation  for  my  shield. 


JOY. 

3  He  lives,  (and  blessed  be  my  rock!) 
The  God  of  my  salvation  lives, 
The  dark  designs  of  hell  are  broke ; 
Sweet  is  the  peace  my  Father  gives. 

4  Before  the  scoflers  of  the  age 

I  will  exalt  my  Father's  name, 

Nor  tremble  at  their  mighty  rage, 

But  meet  reproach,  and  bear  the  shame. 

5  To  David  and  his  royal  seed 
Thy  grace  for  ever  shall  extend 

Thy  love  to  saints,  in  Christ  their  head, 
Knows  not  a  Umit,  nor  an  end. 

OQQ  HYJMN  57.  B.  2.  L.  M.  Sterling. 

<^^*y»  The  Pleasures  of  a  good  Conscience. 

LORD,  how  secure  and  bless'd  are  they 
Who  feel  the  joys  of  pardoned  sin  • 

Should  storms  of  wrath  shake  earth  and  sea, 

Their  minds  have  heaven  and  peace  within. 
p  2  The  day  glides  sweetly  o'er  their  heads, 

Made  up  of  innocence  and  love ; 

And  soft  and  silent  as  the  shades 

Their  nightly  minutes  gently  move. 
/  3  [Quick  as  their  thoughts  their  joys  come  on. 

But  fly  not  half  so  fast  away  ; 

Their  souls  are  ever  bright  as  noon. 

And  calm  as  summer  evenings  be. 

4  How  oft  they  look  to  th'  heavenly  hills, 
Where  groves  of  living  pleasures  grow ! 
And  longing  hopes  and  cheerful  smiles 
Sit  undisturbed  upon  their  brow.] 

5  They  scorn  to  seek  our  golden  toys, 
But  spend  the  dav  and  share  the  night 
In  numbering  o'er  the  richer  joys 
That  heaven  prepares  for  their  delight : 

6  While  wretched  we,  like  v.-orms  and  moles, 
Lie  ^ovelling  in  the  dust  l)elow  : 
Almighty  grace,  renew  our  souls, 

And  we'll  aspire  to  glory  too. 

O AA  HYMN  73.  B.  2.  C.  RI.  Bray. 

*-'"^*  Doubts  scattered ;  or,  spiritual  Joys  restored 

HENCE  from  my  soul,  sad  thoughts,  be  sonf 
And  leave  me  to  my  joys, 
My  tongue  shall  irium[)h  in  my  God, 
And  make  a  joyful  noise. 
2  Darkness  and  doubts  had  veil'd  my  mind, 
And  drown'd  my  head  in  tears. 
Till  sovereign  grace  vvith  shining  rays 
Dispell'd  my  gloomy  fears. 


JOY. 

3  0  what  immortal  joys  I  felt, 

And  raptures  all  divine, 
When  Jesus  told  me  I  was  his, 
And  ray  Beloved  mine. 

4  In  vain  the  tempter  frights  my  soul. 

And  breaks  my  peace  m  vain, 
One  glimpse,  dear  Saviour,  of  thy  face 
Revives  my  joys  again. 


V     QOl  HYMN  59.  B.  2.  C.  M.       Bath  Chapel 

y\    OU  X  •  Paradise  on  Earth. 

LORY  to  God  who  walks  the  sky, 
T  And  sends  his  blessings  through. 
That  tells  his  saints  of  joys  on  high, 
And  gives  a  taste  below. 


G 


2  [Glory  to  God  that  stoops  his  throne 

That  dust  and  worms  may  see  t. 
And  brings  a  glimpse  of  glory  down 
Around  his  sacred  feet. 

3  When  Christ,  with  all  his  graces  crown'd, 

Sheds  hLs  kind  beams  abroad, 
'Tis  a  young  heaven  on  eartlily  ground, 
And  glory  in  the  bud. 

4  A  blooming  Paradise  of  joy 

In  this  wild  desert  springs  ; 
And  every  sense  I  straight  employ 
On  sweet  celestial  things. 

5  White  lilies  all  around  appear, 

And  each  his  glory  shows  ; 
The  rose  of  Sharon  blossoms  here, 
The  fairest  flower  that  blow8. 

/  6  Cheerful  I  feast  on  heavenly  fruit, 
And  drink  the  pleasures  down, 
Pleasures  that  flow  hard  by  iho  foot 
Of  the  eternal  tluone.] 

V  7  But,  ah !  how  soon  my  joys  decay  ! 
How  soon  my  sins  arise, 
And  snatch  the  heavenly  scene  away 
From  these  lamenting  eyes  ! 

8  When  shall  the  time,  dear  Jesua,  whea 
The  shining  day  appear. 
That  I  shall  leave  these  clouds  of  sin, 
And  guilt  and  darkness  here  1 

/  S  Up  to  the  fields  above  the  skies 
My  hasty  feet  would  go. 
There  everlasting  flowers  arise, 
And  joys  unwithering  grow. 


S02  HYMN  30.  B.  2.  S.  M.     snver-streei. 

^^i^*  Heavenly  Joy  on  Earth. 

[(^OME,  we  that  love  the  Lord, 
V>'  And  let  our  joys  be  known : 
Join  in  a  song  v.ith  sweel  accord, 
And  thus  surround  the  throne. 

2  The  sorrows  of  the  mind 
Be  banish'd  from  the  place  I 

Religion  never  was  design'd 
To  make  our  pleasures  less.] 

3  Let  those  refuse  to  sing 
That  never  knew  our  God, 

But  favourites  of  the  heavenly  King 

May  speak  their  joys  abroad, 
s  4      [The  God  that  rules  on  high, 

And  thunders  when  he  please, 
That  rides  upon  the  stormy  sky. 

And  manages  the  seas  ; 
s  3     This  awful  God  is  ours, 

Our  Father  and  oiu  love, 
He  ^vill  send  down  his  heavenly  powers 

To  carry  us  above. 

6  There  we  shall  see  his  face, 
And  never,  never  sin  ; 

There  from  the  rivers  of  his  grace 
Driuk  endless  pleasures  in. 

7  Yes,  and  before  we  rise 
To  that  immortal  state, 

The  thoughts  of  such  amazing  bliss 
Should  constant  joys  create.] 

8  [The  men  of  grace  have  found 
Glory  begun  below, 

Celestial  fruits  on  earthly  ground 
From  faith  and  hope  may  grow.] 

9  The  hill  of  Zion  jields 

A  thousand  sacred  sweets. 
Before  we  reach  the  heavenly  fields, 
Or  walk  the  golden  streets. 
I   10     Then  let  our  songs  abound. 
And  every  tear  be  dry  ; 
We're  marching  through  Immanue  's  ground 
To  fairer  worlds  on  hish. 


303. 


KNOWLEDGE. 


PSALM  25.  2d  Part.  S.  M.        Ashford. 

Divine  Instruction. 
■Vf/'HERE  shall  the  man  bo  found 


That  fears  t'  oflend  his  God, 
That  loves  the  gospel's  joyful  sound, 
And  trembles  at  the  rod  3 

2  The  Lord  shall  make  him  know 
The  secrets  ot'  his  heart, 

The  wonders  of  his  covenant  show, 
And  all  liis  love  impart. 

3  The  dealings  of  liis  hand 
Are  truth  and  mercy  still 

With  such  as  to  his  covenant  stand, 
And  love  to  do  his  will. 

4  Their  souls  shall  dwell  at  eaise 
Before  their  Maker's  face, 

Their  seed  shall  taste  the  promises 
In  their  extensive  grace. 

orVJ.         PSALM  119.  9th  Part.  C.  M. 
OV/t:.  y^g  Teachings  of  the  Spirit  with  the  Word. 

THY  mercies  fill  the  earth,  0  Lord, 
How  good  thy  works  appear ! 
Open  mine  eyes  to  read  thy  word, 
And  see  thy  wonders  there. 
*  My  heart  was  fashion'd  by  thy  hand. 
My  service  is  thy  due  ; 
0  make  thy  servant  understand 
The  duties  he  must  do. 

3  Since  I'm  a  stranger  here  below, 

Let  not  thy  path  be  hid  ; 
But  mark  the  road  my  feet  should  go 
And  be  my  constant  guide. 

4  When  I  confess'd  my  wandering  waySf 

Thou  heard'st  my  soul  complain  ; 
Grant  me  the  teachings  of  thy  grace, 
Or  I  shall  stray  again. 

5  If  God  to  me  his  statutes  show, 

And  heavenly  trutii  impart, 

His  work  for  ever  I'll  pursue. 

His  law  shall  rule  my  heart. 

6  This  was  my  comfort  when  I  bore 

Variety  of  grief; 
It  made  me  learn  thy  word  the  more, 
And  fly  to  that  relief. 


LIBERALITY. 

7  [In  vain  the  proud  deride  me  now  ; 
I'll  ne'er  forget  thy  law  ; 
Nor  let  that  blessed  gospel  go, 
Whence  all  my  hopes  I  draw. 
S  WTien  I  have  learn 'd  my  Father's  will, 
I'a  teach  the  world  hfs  ways  : 
My  thankful  lips  inspir'd  with  zeal 
Shall  loud  pronounce  liis  praise.] 


305. 


LIBEKALITT. 

PSALM  37.  2d  Part.  C.  JI.  Jlcai 

Charity  to  the  Pcor. 

WHY  do  the  wealthy  wicked  boast, 
And  grow  profanely  bold? 
The  meanest  portion  of  the  just 
Excels  the  sinner's  gold. 

2  The  wicked  borrows  of  his  friends, 

But  ne'er  desKns  to  pay  : 
The  saint  is  merciful,  and  lends, 
Nor  turns  the  poor  aw  ay. 

3  His  alms  with  liberal  heart  he  gives 

Amongst  the  sons  of  need  ; 
His  memory  to  lone  ages  live^, 
And  blessed  is  his  seed. 

4  His  lips  abhor  to  talk  profane, 

To  slander  or  defraud  ; 
His  ready  tongue  declares  to  men 
What  he  has  learn'd  of  God. 

5  The  law  and  gospel  of  the  Lord 

Deep  in  his  heart  abide  ; 
Led  by  the  Spirit  and  the  word, 
His  feet  shall  never  slide. 

6  When  sinners  fall,  the  righteous  stand, 

Presen-ed  from  every  snare  ; 
They  shall  possess  the  promis'd  land. 
And  dwell  for  ever  there. 

PSALM  41.  L.  M.       Martin'3-lan« 
•  Charily  to  the  Poor;  or,  Pity  to  the  AJiictei. 

BLEST  is  the  man  whose  bowels  move, 
And  melt  with  pity  to  the  poor, 
Whose  soul,  by  sympathizing  love, 
Feels  what  his  fellow-saints  endure. 
His  heart  contrives  for  their  relief 
More  j:ood  than  his  own  hands  can  do; 
He,  in  the  time  of  general  grief, 
Shall  find  the  Lord  has  boweL'«  too. 


306 


LIBERALITY. 

A     3  His  soul  shall  live  secure  on  earth, 
With  secret  blessings  on  his  head, 
When  drought,  and  pestilence,  and  dearth 
Around  hini  multiply  their  dead. 
4  Or,  if  he  languish  on  his  couch, 
God  will  pronounce  his  sins  tbrgiven, 
Will  save  him  with  a  heahng  touch, 
Or  take  his  wiUing  soul  to  heaven. 

Q Ay  PSALM  112.  L.  P.  M.  Eaton. 

0\J  i  .  j-^g  Blessings  of  the  liberal  Man. 

THAT  man  is  blest  who  stands  in  awe 
Of  God,  and  loves  his  sacred  law : 
His  seed  on  earth  shall  be  renown'd ; 
His  house  the  seal  of  wealth  shall  be, 
An  inexhausied  treasury. 
And  with  successive  honours  cro\vn'd. 

2  His  hberal  favours  he  extends, 
To  some  he  gives,  to  others  lends; 

A  generous  pity  fills  his  mind : 
Yet  what  his  charity  impairs, 
He  saves  by  prudence  in  atfairs. 

And  thus  he's  just  to  all  mankind. 

3  His  hands,  while  they  his  alms  bestow'd, 
His  glory's  future  harvest  sow'd  ; 

The  sweet  remembrance  of  the  just, 
Like  a  green  root,  revives  and  bears 
A  train  of  blessings  for  his  heiis, 

When  dying  nature  sleeps  in  dust. 

4  Beset  with  threatening  dangers  round, 
Unmov'd  shall  he  maintain  his  ground: 

His  conscience  holds  his  courage  up  : 

The  soul  that's  fill'd  with  virtue's  light, 

Shines  brightest  in  affliction  s  night, 

And  sees  in  darkness  beams  of  hope. 

Q  AQ  PSALM  112.    L.  M.  Truro. 

%J\J(Jt  -j^jie  Blessings  of  the  Pious  and  Charitable. 

THRICE  hap^/y  man  who  fears  the  Lord  ; 
Loves  his  commands,  and  trusts  his  word: 
Honour  and  peace  his  days  attend, 
Aud  blessings  to  his  seed  descend. 
2  Compassion  dwells  upon  his  mind, 
To  works  of  mercy  still  inclin'd  : 
He  lends  the  poor  some  present  aid. 
Or  gives  them,  not  to  be  repaid. 
J)  3  When  time  grows  dark,  and  tidings  spread 
That  fill  his  neighbours  round  witn  dread, 
His  heart  is  arm'd  against  the  fear, 
For  God  with  all  his  power  ia  there. 


LOVE. 
I  i  His  soul,  well  fix'd  upon  the  Lord, 

Draws  heavenly  courage  from  his  word; 
Amidst  the  darlcness  light  shall  rise 
To  cheer  his  heart,  and  bless  his  eyes 
5  He  hath  dispers'd  his  arms  abroad. 
His  works  are  still  before  his  God  ; 
His  name  on  earth  shall  long  remain, 
While  ennous  sinners  fret  in  vain. 


309, 


PSAL:M  112.    C.  M.  St  Martius. 

Liberality  rewarded. 
TJAPPY  is  he  that  fears  the  Lord, 


And  follows  his  commands. 
Who  lends  the  poor  without  reward, 
Or  gives  with  libtral  hands. 

2  As  pity  dwells  within  his  breast 

To  all  the  sons  of  need  ; 
So  God  shall  answer  his  request 
With  blessings  on  his  seed. 

3  No  evil  tidings  shall  surprise 

His  well-esiabiish'd  mmd ; 

His  soul  to  God  his  refuge  flies, 

And  leaves  his  fears  behind. 

4  In  times  of  general  di.^tress. 

Some  beams  of  light  shall  shine 
To  show  the  world  his  righteousness 
And  give  him  peace  divine. 

5  His  works  of  piety  and  love 

Remain  before  the  Lord  ; 
Honjiur  on  earth  and  joys  above 
Shall  be  his  sure  reward. 


Q 1  n  HYMN  33.  B.  2.  C.  M.  York. 

^^^'  Lavs  to  God. 

TTAPPY  the  heart  where  graces  reign, 
A-*-  ^'^  here  love  inspires  the  breast: 
Love  is  the  brightest  of  the  train, 
And  strengthens  all  the  rest. 
2  Knowledge,  alas !  'tis  all  in  vain, 
And  all  in  vain  our  fear, 
Onr  stubborn  sins  will  fight  and  reign 
If  love  be  absent  there. 
f  3  'Tis  love  that  makes  our  cheerful  feet 
In  s\vift  obedience  move. 
The  devils  know  and  ttemble  too, 
But  Satan  cannot  love. 


M^ 


LOVE. 

k     4  This  is  the  grace  that  lives  and  sings 
W  When  faith  and  hope  shall  cease, 

'Tis  this  shall  strike  our  joyful  strings 
*  In  the  sweet  realms  of  bliss. 

/  9  Before  we  quite  forsake  our  clay, 
Or  leave  this  dark  abode. 
The  wings  of  love  bear  us  away 
To  see  our  smiling  God. 

Oil  HYMN  42.  B.  2.  C.  ]VL  London. 

OXl.*  Delight  in  God. 

\Y  God,  what  endless  pleasures  dwell 
Above  at  thy  right  hand  ! 
Thy  courts  below,  how  amiable, 
Where  all  thy  graces  stand ! 
2  The  swallow  near  thy  temple  lies, 
And  chirps  a  cheerful  note  : 
The  lark  mounts  upward  to  the  skies. 
And  tunes  her  warbling  throat. 
Z  3  And  we,  when  in  thy  presence,  Lord, 
Do  shout  with  joyful  tongues, 
Or  sitting  round  our  Father's  board, 
We  crown  the  feast  with  songs. 
/  4  While  Jesus  shines  with  quickening  grace, 
We  sing  and  mount  on  high : 
But  if  a  frown  becloud  his  face, 
We  faint,  and  tire,  and  die. 
p  5  [Just  as  we  see  the  lonesome  dove 
Bemoan  her  widow'd  state, 
Wandering  she  flies  through  all  the  grove, 
And  mourns  her  loving  mate. 
p  6  Just  so  our  thoughts  from  thing  to  thing 
In  restless  circles  rove, 
Just  so  wc  droop,  and  hang  the  vdns. 
When  Jesus  hides  his  love.] 

HYMN  108.  B.  1.  S.  M.  Shirland, 

Christ  unseen  and  Mmed,  l  Pet.  i.  8. 
OT  with  our  mortal  eyes 
Have  we  beheld  the  Lord, 
Yet  we  rejoice  to  hear  his  name. 
And  love  him  in  his  word. 

2  On  earth  we  want  the  sight 
Of  our  Redeemer's  face, 

Yet,  Lord,  our  inmost  thoughts  delight 
To  dwell  upon  thy  grace. 

3  And  when  we  taste  thy  love, 
Our  joys  divinely  grow 

Unspeakable,  hke  those  above. 
And  heaven  begins  below. 


312 


N^ 


L^ 


314. 


LOVE. 

0 1  q  PSALM  133.  C.  M.  St.  Thomag. 

O  X  d  .  Brotherly  Love. 

0  !  what  an  entertaining  sight 
Are  brethren  that  agree. 
Brethren  whose  cljeerml  hearts  unite 
In  bands  of  piety  I 

2  When  streams  of  love,  from  Christ  the  spring, 
Descend  to  e\erysoul, 

And  heavenly  peace,  with  balmy  wing, 
Shades  and  bedews  the  whole. 

3  'Tis  hke  the  oil  divinely  sweet, 
On  Aaron's  reverend  head, 

The  trickling  drops  perfum'd  hig  feet, 
And  o'er  his  garments  spread. 

4  'Tis  pleasant  as  the  morning  dews 
That  fall  on  Zion's  hill. 

"Where  Gnd  his  mildest  glory  shows, 
And  makes  his  grace  distil. 

HYMN  130.  B.  1.  L.  M.  Leyden. 

Love  and  Hatred,  PhiJ.  ii.  2. 

NOW  by  the  bowels  of  my  God, 
His  sharp  distress,  his  sore  complaints. 
By  his  last  groans,  his  dying  bl^jod, 
I  charge  my  soul  to  love  the  saints. 

2  Clamour  and  wrath  and  war  be  gone, 
En\T  and  .'^pite  for  ever  cease. 

Let  bitter  words  no  more  be  kno^^^l 
Amongst  flie  saints,  the  sons  of  peace. 

3  The  Spirit  like  a  peacefiil  dove 

Flies  from  the  realms  of  noise  and  strife  ; 
"Why  should  we  vex  and  grieve  his  love, 
Who  seals  our  souls  to  heavenly  life  ? 
p  4  Tender  and  kind  be  all  our  thoughts, 
Through  all  our  lives  let  mercy  run  : 
So  God  forgives  our  numerous  faults 
For  the  dear  sake  of  Christ  his  Son. 

HYMN  126.  B.  1.  L.  M.  Wells 

Charity  and  Vncharilailauss. 
"VfOT  different  food  or  different  dress. 
■^  '   Compose  the  kingdom  of  our  Lord, 
But  peace  and  joy  and  righteousness, 
Faith  and  obedience  to  his  word. 
2  When  weaker  Christians  we  despise 
We  do  the  gospel  mighty  wrong, 
For  God  the  gracious  and  the  wise 
Receives  the  feeble  with  the  strong. 


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LOVE. 

Let  pride  and  wrath  be  banish'd  hence, 
Meekness  and  love  our  souls  pursue ; 
Nor  shall  our  practice  give  oflence 
To  saints,  the  Gentile  or  the  Jew. 

HYMN  133.  B.  1.  C.  M.       Colcliester. 
Love  and  Charity,  1  Cor.  xiii.  2—7. 

LET  Pharisees  of  high  esteem 
Their  faith  and  zeal  declare, 
All  their  religion  is  a  dream 
If  love  be  wanting  there. 

2  Love  suffers  long  with  patient  eye. 

Nor  is  provok'd  in  haste, 

She  lets  the  present  injury  die, 

And  long  forgets  the  past. 

3  [Malice  and  rage,  those  fires  of  hell, 

She  quenches  with  her  tongue  ; 
Hopes,  and  believes,  and  thinks  no  ill. 
Though  she  endures  the  wrong.] 

4  [She  nor  desires  nor  seeks  to  know 

The  scandals  of  the  time  ; 
Nor  looks  with  pride  on  those  below. 
Nor  envies  those  that  climb.] 

5  She  lays  her  own  advantage  by 

To  seek  her  neighbour's  good  ; 
So  God's  own  Son  came  down  to  die. 
And  bought  our  lives  with  blood. 

6  Love  is  the  grace  that  keeps  her  power, 

In  all  the  realms  above  ; 
There  faith  and  hope  are  known  no  more, 
But  saints  for  ever  love. 

PSALM  35.  2d  Part.  C.  M.      New  York. 


Lov6  to  Enemies  ;  or,  the  Love  of  Christ  to 
Sinners. 

BEHOLD  the  love,  the  generous  love 
That  holy  David  shows  ; 
Hark,  how  his  sounding  bowels  move 
To  liis  afHicted  foes ! 

2  When  they  are  sick  his  soul  complains. 

And  seems  to  feel  the  smart ; 
The  spirit  of  the  gospel  reigns, 
And  melts  his  pious  heart. 

3  How  did  his  flowing  tears  condole 

As  for  a  brother  dead ! 
And  fasting  mortitied  his  soul, 
While  for  their  life  he  pray'd. 

4  They  groan'd  ;  and  curs'd  him  on  their  bed, 

Yet  still  he  pleads  and  mourns  ; 
And  double  blessings  on  his  head 
The  righteous  God  returns. 

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LOVE. 

5  0  glorious  type  of  heavenly  grace ! 

Thus  Christ  the  Lord  appears  ; 
yridle  sinners  curse,  the  Sanour  prays, 
And  pities  them  with  tears. 

6  He,  the  true  David,  Israel's  king, 

Bless'd  and  belov'd  of  God, 

To  save  us  rebels,  dead  in  sin 

Paid  his  own  dearest  blood. 

P?ALM  109.    C.  M.       Brattle-s*.rceu 

Love  to  Enemies,  from  th:  Example  of  Christ. 

GOD  of  ray  mercy  and  my  praise, 
Thy  glory  is  my  song  ; 
Though  sinners  speak  against  thy  grace 
With  a  blaspheming  tongue. 

2  When  in  the  form  of  mortal  man 

Thy  Son  on  earth  was  found, 
With  cruel  slanders,  false  and  vain, 
They  corapass'd  him  around. 

3  Their  miseries  his  compassion  move, 

Their  peace  he  still  pursu'd  ; 
They  render  hatred  for  his  love. 
And  evil  for  his  good. 

4  Their  malice  rag'd  without  a  cause, 

Yet,  with  his  dying  breath, 
He  pray'd  for  murderers  ou  his  cross, 
And  bless'd  his  foes  in  death. 

5  Lord,  shall  thy  bright  example  shine 

In  vain  betbre  my  eyes? 

Give  me  a  soul  akin  to  thine, 

To  love  mine  enemies. 

6  The  Lord  shall  on  my  side  engage. 

And,  in  my  Sa\iour's  name, 

I  shall  defeat  their  pride  and  rage 

Who  slander  and  condemn. 

HYMN  134.  B.  1.  L.  M.  Rothwell. 

Religion  vain  luiihoui  Love,  l  Cor.  xiiL  1—9. 

HAD  I  the  tongues  of  Greeks  and  Jews. 
And  nobler  speech  than  angels  use. 
If  love  be  absent,  I  am  found 
Like  tinkUng  brass,  an  empty  sound. 

2  Were  I  inspir'd  to  preach  and  tell 
All  that  is  done  in  heaven  and  hell, 
Or  could  my  faith  the  world  remove. 
Still  I  am  nothing  without  love. 

3  Should  I  distribute  all  my  store 
To  feed  the  bowels  of  the  poor. 
Or  give  my  body  to  the  tlame 

To  gain  a  martyr's  glorious  name ; 


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PRUDENCE. 

4  If  love  to  God  and  love  to  men 
Be  absent,  all  my  hopes  are  vain ; 
Nor  tongues,  nor  gifts,  nor  fiery  zeal, 
The  works  of  love  can  e'er  fulfil. 

PRUDENCE. 

OQA  HYMN  36.  B.  1.  C.  M,  Abridge. 

<J^\J»  ^  icT^giy  Carriage. 

'TIS  a  lovely  thing  to  see 
A  man  of  prudent  heart, 
Whose  thoughts,  and  lips,  and  life  agree 
To  act  a  useful  part. 

2  When  envy,  strife,  and  wars  begin 

In  little  angry  souls, 
Mark  how  the  so'is  of  peace  corae  in, 
And  quench  the  kindling  coals. 

3  Their  minds  are  humble,  mild,  and  meek, 

Nor  let  their  fury  rise  ; 
Nor  passion  moves  i  heir  lips  to  speak, 
Nor  pride  exalts  their  eyes. 

4  Their  frame  is  prudence  mix'd  with  love. 

Good  works  fulfil  their  day  : 
They  join  the  serpent  with  the  dove, 
But  cast  the  sting  away. 

5  Such  was  the  Saviour  of  mankind  ; 

Such  pleasures  he  pursu'd  ; 
His  flesh  and  blood  were  all  refin'd, 
His  soul  divinely  good. 

6  Lord,  can  these  plants  of  virtue  grow 

In  such  a  heart  as  mine  ? 
Thy  grace  my  nature  can  renew, 
And  make  my  soul  like  thine. 

QQI    PSALM  39.  ver.1,2,3.  1st  Part.  CM.  Bristol 
■^  •  Watchfulness  over  the  Tongue. 

THUS  I  resolv'd  before  the  Lord, 
'  Now  will  I  watch  my  tongue, 
Lest  I  let  slip  one  sinful  word, 
'  Or  do  my  neighbour  wrong.' 
2  And  if  I'm  e'er  constrain'd  to  stay 
With  men  of  lives  nrofane, 
I'll  set  a  double  guard  that  day, 
Nor  let  my  talk  be  vain. 
T)  3  I'll  scarce  allow  my  lips  to  speak 
The  pious  thoughts  I  feel, 
Lest  scoffers  should  th'  occasion  take 
To  raock  my  holy  zeal. 


REPENTANCE. 

4  Yet,  if  some  proper  hour  appear, 
I'll  not  be  overaw'd, 
But  let  the  scofnng  sinners  hear 
That  I  can  speak  for  God. 

REPENTANCE. 

Of>Q  HYMN  123.  B.  1.  C.  M.  Stephens. 

0/^i^»  jT^  repenting  Prodigal,  Luke  xv.  13,  &c. 

BEHOLD  the  \vretch  whose  lust  and  wine 
Had  wasted  his  estate, 
He  begs  a  share  among  the  swine, 
To  taste  the  husks  they  eat ! 

2  '  I  die  with  hunger  here,  (he  cries,) 

'  I  starve  in  foreign  lands, 
'  My  father's  house  has  large  supplicB, 
'  And  bounteous  are  his  hands. 

3  '  I'll  go,  and  with  a  mournful  tongue, 

'  Fall  down  before  his  face, 
'  Father,  I've  done  thy  justice  wrong', 
'  Nor  can  deserve  thy  grace." 

4  He  said,  and  hasten'd  to  his  home 

To  seek  his  Ikf  her's  love  ; 

The  father  saw  the  rebel  come, 

And  all  his  bowels  move. 

5  He  ran,  and  fell  upon  his  neck, 

Embrac'd  and  kiss'd  his  son  ; 
The  rebel's  heart  with  sorrow  brake 
For  follies  he  had  done. 

6  '  Take  off  his  clothes  of  shame  and  sin,' 

(The  father  gives  command,) 
'  Dress  him  in  garments  white  and  clean, 
'  With  rings  adorn  his  hand. 

7  '  A  day  of  feasting  I  ordain, 

'  Let  mirth  and  joy  abound  ; 
'  My  son  was  dead,  and  lives  again, 
'  Was  lost,  and  now  is  found.' 

OQO         PSALM  51.  2d  Part.  C.  M.  WalsaL 

0<^0»  Repentance  and  Faith  in  the  Blood  of  Christ, 
p     f\  GOD  of  mercy !  hear  my  call, 
"  ]\ly  load  of  guilt  remove  ; 
Break  down  this  separating  wall 
That  bars  me  from  thy  love. 
/  2  Give  me  the  presence  of  thy  grace, 
Then  my  rejoicing  tongue 
Shall  speak  aloud  thy  righteousness. 
And  make  thy  praise  my  song. 


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REPENTANCE. 
3  No  blood  of  goats,  nor  heifer  slain, 
For  sin  could  e'er  atone ; 
The  death  of  Christ  shall  still  remain 
Sufficient  and  alone. 
p  i  A  soiil  opprest  with  sin's  desert, 
My  God  will  ne'er  despise ; 
An  humble  groan,  a  broken  heart, 
Is  our  best  sacrifice. 

HYMN  74.  B.  2.  S.  M.  Norwich, 

Repentaricefrom  a  Senss  of  Divine  Goodness. 

IS  this  the  kind  return. 
And  these  the  thanks  we  owe  1 
Thus  to  abuse  eternal  love, 
Whence  all  our  blessings  flow ! 

2  To  what  a  stubborn  frame 
Has  sin  reduc'd  our  mind! 

What  strange  rebelhous  wretches  we. 
And  God  as  strangely  kind ! 

3  [On  us  ho  bids  the  sun 
Shed  his  reviving  rays, 

For  us  the  skies  their  circles  run 
To  lengthen  out  our  days. 

4  The  brutes  obey  their  God, 
And  bow  their  necks  to  men, 

But  we,  more  base,  more  brutish  things, 

Reject  his  easy  reign.] 
p  5     Turn,  turn  us,  mighty  God, 

And  mould  our  souls  afresh. 
Break,  sovereign  grace,  these  hearts  of  stone, 

And  give  us  hearts  of  flesh. 
p  6     Let  Old  ingratitude 

Provoke  our  weeping  eyes, 
And  hourly  as  new  mercies  tall 

Let  hourly  thanks  arise. 

HYMN  105.  B.  2.  C.  M.       Wantage. 

Repentapxe  flowing  from  the  PatieTice  of  God. 


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AND  are  we  wretches  yet  alive  ? 
And  do  we  yet  rebel  ? 
'Tis  boundless,  'tis  amazing  love. 
That  bears  us  up  from  hell  I 

2  The  burden  of  our  weighty  guilt 

Would  sink  us  down  to  flames, 
And  threatening  vengeance  rolls  above 
To  crush  our  feeble  frames. 

3  Almighty  goodness  cries.  Forbear; 

And  straight  the  thunder  stays  ; 
And  dare  we  now  pi  ovoke  his  wrath. 
And  weary  out  his  grace? 


REPENTANCE. 

4  Lord,  we  have  lon^  abus'd  thy  love, 

Too  loi.g  indulff  d  our  sin  ; 
Our  achint'  hearts  e'en  bleed  to  see 
What  rebels  we  have  been. 

5  No  more,  ye  lusts,  sliall  ye  command, 

No  more  will  we  obey  ; 
I      Stretch  out,  O  God,  thy  conquering  hand, 
And  drive  thy  foes  away. 
S2R  HYMN  106.  B.  2.  C.  M.         Windsor. 

'^  ^  •  Repentance  at  the  Cross. 

OH,  if  my  soul  was  form'd  for  wo, 
How  would  I  vent  my  sighs? 
Repentance  should  like  rivers  tiow, 
From  both  my  streaming  eyes. 

2  'Twas  for  my  sins  my  dearest  Lord 

Hung  on  the  cursed  tree. 

And  groan'd  away  a  dying  life 

For  thee,  my  soul,  for  thee. 

3  0  how  I  hate  those  lusts  of  mine 

That  crucified  my  God, 
Those  sins  that  pierc'd  and  nail'd  his  flesh 
Fast  to  the  fatal  wood. 

4  Yes,  my  Redeemer,  they  shall  die, 

My  heart  has  so  decreed, 
Nor  will  I  spare  the  guilty  things 
That  made  my  Saviour  bleed. 

5  Whilst  with  a  melting  broken  heart 

My  murder'd  Lord  I  view, 
I'll  rais3  revenge  against  ray  sins, 

And  slay  the  murderers  too. 

HYSIN  9.  B.  2.  C.  M.  Stade. 

•  •  Sorrow  arising  from  the  Svfferings  of  Christ 

ALAS  !  and  did  my  Saviour  bleed, 
And  did  my  Sovereign  die  1 
Would  he  devote  that  sacred  head 
For  such  a  worm  as  I? 
2  [Thy  body  slain,  sweet  Jesus,  thine, 
And  bath'd  in  his  own  blood. 
While  all  e.'cpos'd  to  wrath  divine 
The  glorious  sulferer  stood.] 
B  Was  it  for  crimes  that  I  had  done 
He  groan'd  upon  the  tree? 
Amazing  pity!  Grace  unknown! 
And  love  beyond  degree  ! 
1  Well  mi^l  t  the  sun  in  darkness  hide, 
And  shut  his  glories  in, 
When  Christ  tiie  migiity  Maker  died 
For  man  the  creature  s  sin. 


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RESIGNATION. 

5  Thus  might  I  hide  my  blushing  face 
While  his  dear  cross  appears, 
Dissolve  my  heart  in  thankfulness, 
And  melt  my  eyes  in  tears. 

/  6  But  drops  of  grief  can  ne'er  repay 
'I'he  debt  of  love  I  owe  ; 
Here,  Lord,  I  give  myself  away, 
'Tis  all  that  I  can  do. 

HYMN  101.  B.  1.  L.  M.        Portugal. 
Joy  in  Htavmfor  a  reperaing  Sirnier 

WHO  can  describe  the  joys  that  rise 
Through  ail  the  courts  of  paradise, 
To  see  a  piodigal  return , 
To  see  an  heir  of  glory  born? 

2  With  joy  the  Father  doth  approve 
The  fruit  of  his  eternal  love  ; 

The  Son  with  joy  looks  down  and  sees 
The  purchase  of  his  agonies. 

3  The  Spirit  takes  delight  to  view 
The  holy  soul  he  forni'd  anew  ; 
And  saints  and  angels  join  to  sing 
The  growing  empire  of  their  King. 

RESIGNATION. 

QOn  PSALM  123.  C.  M.  Martyrs. 

*-''*'*-'•         Pkadmg  with  Submission. 

OTHOU  whose  grace  and  justice  reign 
Enthron'd  above  the  skies, 
To  thee  our  hearts  would  tell  their  pain. 
To  thee  we  lift  our  eyes. 

2  As  servants  watch  their  master's  hand, 

And  fear  the  angry  stroke  ; 
Or  maids  before  their  mistress  stand, 
And  wait  a  peaceful  look : 

3  So  for  our  sins  we  justly  feel 

Thy  discipline,  O  God  ; 
Yet  wait  the  gracious  moment  still. 
Till  thou  remove  thy  rod. 

4  Those  that  in  wealth  and  pleasure  live, 

Our  daily  groans  deride, 
And  thy  delays  of  mercy  give 
Fresh  courage  to  their  pride. 

5  Our  foes  insult  us,  but  our  hope 

In  thy  compassion  lies  ; 
This  thought  shall  bear  our  spirits  up. 
That  God  will  not  despise. 


SINCERITY. 
qqrk  HYMN  129.  B.  1.  L.  M.  Luton. 

OOxJ*  Submission;  or,  Abraham  of eririg  his  San. 

SAINTS,  at  yoiiT  heavenly  Father's  word 
Give  up  your  comforts  to  the  Lord  ; 
He  shall  restore  what  you  resign, 
Or  grant  you  blessings  more  divine. 
0  So  Abrah'm  with  obedient  hand 
Led  forth  his  Son  at  God's  command, 
The  wood,  the  fire,  the  knife  he  took, 
His  arm  prepar'd  the  dreadful  stroke. 

3  '  Abrah'm,  for'oear,'  (the  angel  cried,) 

'  Thy  faith  is  known,  thy  love  is  tried, 

'  Thy  son  shah  live,  and  in  tliy  seed 

'  Shall  the  whole  earth  bo  bless'd  indeed.' 

4  Just  in  the  last  distressing  hour. 
The  Lord  displays  delivering  power; 
The  mount  of  danger  is  the  place 
Where  we  shall  see  surprising  grace. 

OQ 1  HYMN  5.  B.  1.  C.  M.      Funeral  Hynm. 

OO  ±  •  SuMission  to  afflictive  Providences,  Job  i.  21. 

"VTAKED  as  from  the  earth  we  came, 

-"-^   And  crept  to  life  at  first. 

We  to  the  earth  return  again. 
And  mingle  with  our  dust. 

2  The  dear  delights  we  here  enjoy, 

And  fondly  call  our  own. 
Are  but  short  favours  borrow'd  now, 
To  be  repaid  anon. 

3  'Tis  God  that  lifts  our  comforts  high 

Or  sinks  them  in  the  grave  ; 
He  gives,  and  (blessed  be  liis  name!) 
He  takes  but  what  he  gave. 

4  Peace,  all  our  angry  passions,  then, 

Let  each  rebellious  sigh 
Be  silent  at  his  sovereign  will. 

And  every  murmur  die. 
/  5  If  smiling  mercy  crowns  our  lives, 

Its  praises  shall  be  spread, 
And  we'll  adore  the  justice  too 

That  strikes  our  comforts  dead. 

SINJERITT. 

QQO    HYMN  35.  B.  1.  2d  Part.  C.  M.  Colchestoi 
*J^'^»       Truth,  Sincerity,  <^c.  Phil.  iv.  8. 

LET  those  who  bear  the  Christian  name 
Their  holy  vows  fulfil  : 
The  saints,  the  I'ollowers  of  the  Lamb, 
Are  men  of  honour  still. 


SINCERITY, 

2  Tnie  to  tlie  solemn  oath  they  take, 

Though  to  their  hint  they  swear ; 
Constant  and  just  to  all  they  speak, 
For  God  and  angels  hear. 

3  Still  with  their  lips  their  hearts  agree, 

Nor  flattering  words  devise  ; 
They  know  the  God  of  truth  can  see 
Through  every  false  disguise. 

4  They  hate  th'  appearance  of  a  lie 

In  all  the  shapes  it  wears  ; 
They  live  the  truth  ;  and  when  they  die, 
Eternal  life  is  theirs. 

5  While  hypocrites  and  liars  fly 

Before  the  Judge's  frown, 
His  faithful  friends,  who  fear  a  lie. 
Receive  th'  immortal  crown. 
QOO  HYMN  136.  B.  1.  C.  M.  Piety. 

0<JtJ»  SinceritTj  and  Hvpocrisy;  or,  Formality 
in  Worship. 

GOD  is  a  Spirit  just  and  wise, 
He  sees  our  inmost  mind  ; 
la  vain  to  heaven  we  raise  our  cries, 
And  leave  our  souls  behind. 

2  Nothing  but  truth  before  his  throne 

With  honour  can  appear, 
The  painted  hypocrites  are  known 
Through  the  disguise  they  wear. 

3  Their  lifted  eyes  salute  the  skies, 

Their  bending  knees  the  ground  ; 
But  God  abhors  tlie  sacrifice 
Where  not  tlie  heart  is  found. 
V  4  Lord,  search  my  thoughts,  and  try  my  ways. 
And  make  my  soul  sincere  ; 
Then  shall  I  stand  before  thy  face, 
And  find  acceptance  there. 
QQJ.        PSALM  50.  3d  Part.  L.  M.    Kimbolton. 
Hypocrisy  exposed. 

THE  Lord,  the  Judge,  his  churches  warns, 
Let  hypocrites  attend  and  fear. 
Who  place  their  hope  in  rites  and  forms, 
But  make  not  laith  nor  love  their  care. 

2  Vile  wretches  dare  rehearse  his  name 
With  lips  of  falsehood  and  deceit; 

A  friend  or  brother  they  defame, 

And  soothe  and  flatter  those  they  hate. 

3  They  watch  to  do  their  neighbours  wrong, 
Yet  dare  to  seek  their  Maker's  face  ; 
They  take  his  covenant  on  their  tongue, 
But  break  his  laws,  abuse  his  grace. 


SINCERITY. 

4  To  heaven  they  lift  their  hands  unclean, 
Defil'd  with  lust,  defil'd  with  blood; 

By  night  they  practise  every  sin, 

By  day  their  mouths  draw  near  to  God. 

5  And  while  his  judirments  long  delay, 
They  grow  secure  and  sin  the  more ; 
They  think  he  sleeps  as  well  as  they, 
And  put  far  off  the  dreadful  hour. 

s  6  O  dreadful  hour !  when  God  draws  near, 
And  sets  their  crimes  before  their  eyes  ! 
His  wrath  their  guilty  souls  shall  tear, 
And  no  deliverer  dare  to  rise. 
QOK         PSALM  119.  3d  Part.  C.  M.  China, 

Professions  of  SincerUy,  Repentancs,  and 
Obedience. 

THOU  art  my  portion,  O  ray  God ; 
Soon  as  I  know  thy  way. 
My  heart  makes  ha.'^te  t'  obey  thy  word, 
And  suffers  no  delay. 

2  I  choose  the  path  of  heavenly  truth, 

And  glory  in  my  choice  ; 

Not  all  the  riches  of  the  earth 

Could  make  me  so  rejoice. 

3  The  testimonies  of  thy  grace 

I  set  before  my  eyes  ; 
Thence  I  derive  my  daily  strength, 

And  there  my  comfort  lies, 
p  4  If  once  I  wander  from  thy  path, 

I  think  upon  my  wa3's. 
Then  turn  my  feet  to  thy  commands. 

And  trust  thy  pardoning  grace. 

5  Now  I  am  thine,  for  ever  thine, 

O  save  thy  servant.  Lord  ; 
Thou  art  my  shield,  nay  hiding-pJaoe, 
]My  hope  is  in  thy  word. 

6  Thou  hast  inclin'd  this  heart  of  mine 

Thy  statutes  to  fdfil ; 
And  thus  till  mortal  life  shall  end 
Would  I  perform  thy  will. 
^S6         PSALM  139.  3d  Part.  L.  M.        Quercy. 
*-^^^*  SincerUy  professed,  and  Grace  tried. 
fY  God,  what  inward  grief  I  feel 
When  impious  men  transgress  thy  will. 
I  mourn  to  hear  their  lips  profane 
Take  thy  tremendous  name  in  vain. 
2  Does  not  my  soul  detest  and  hate 
The  sons  of  malice  and  deceit? 
Those  that  oppose  thy  laws  and  thee, 
I  count  them  enemies  to  me. 


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TRUST  AND  CONFIDExNCE. 

3  Lord,  search  my  soul,  try  every  thought: 
Ttwush  my  own  heart  accuse  me  not 
Of  walking  in  a  false  disguise, 

I  beg  the  trial  of  thine  eyes. 

4  Doth  secret  mischief  lurk  within? 
Do  1  indulge  some  unknown  sin? 

0  turn  my  feet  whene'er  I  stray, 
And  lead  me  in  thy  perfect  way. 

OOy  PSALM  18.  2d  Part.  L.  M.        Putney. 

tJO  4  •       Sincerity  proved  and  rewarded. 

LORD,  thou  hast  seen  my  soul  sincere. 
Hast  made  thy  truth  and  love  appear ; 
Before  mine  eyes  I  set  thy  laws, 
And  thou  hast  own'd  my  righteous  cause. 
'  2  Since  I  have  learnt  thy  holy  ways, 
I've  walked  upright  before  thy  face  ; 
Or  if  my  feet  did  e'er  depart, 
'Twas  never  with  a  \\icked  heart. 

3  What  sore  temptations  broke  my  rest! 
What  wars  and  strugglings  in  my  breast ! 
But  through  thy  grace  that  reigns  within, 

1  guard  against  my  darling  sin  ; 

4  That  sin  which  close  besets  me  still, 
That  works  and  strives  against  my  will : 
When  shall  thy  Spirit's  sovereign  power 
Destroy  it  that  it  rise  no  more  ? 

5  [With  an  impartial  hand,  the  Lord 
Deals  out  to  mortals  their  reward  ; 
The  kind  and  faithful  souls  shall  find 
A  God  as  faithful  and  as  kind. 

6  The  just  and  pure  shall  ever  say 

Thou  art  more  pure,  more  just  than  they  ; 
And  men  that  love  revenge  shall  know 
God  hath  an  arm  of  vengeance  too.] 


TRUST  AND   CONFIDENCE. 

OQQ  P3ALM62.  L.  M  Antigua. 

*JtJ(D»  ^Tg  rrw^i  in  Creatures ;  nr,  FailJi  in  Divine 
Grace  and  Power. 

TVf  Y  spirit  looks  to  God  alone  ; 

J-'A  My  rock  and  refuge  is  his  throne  : 

In  all  my  fears,  in  all  my  straits, 

My  soul  on  his  salvation  waits. 
2  Trust  him,  ye  saints,  in  all  your  ways, 

Pour  out  your  hearts  before  his  face  : 

AV  hen  helpers  fail,  and  foes  invade, 

God  is  our  all-sufficient  aid. 


ZEAL. 

3  False  are  the  men  of  high  degree, 
The  baser  sort  are  vanity ; 
Laid  in  the  balance  both  appear 
Light  as  a  puff  of  empty  air. 

4  Make  not  increasing  gold  your  trust, 
Nor  set  your  hearts  on  glittering  dust ; 
Why  will  you  grasp  the  fleeting  smoke, 
And  not  beheve  what  God  hath  spoke ! 

5  Once  has  his  awful  voice  declar'd, 
Once  and  again  my  ears  have  heard, 
'  All  power  is  his  eternal  due  : 

'  He  must  be  fear'd  and  trusted  too.' 
G  For  sovereign  power  reigns  not  alone, 
Grace  is  a  partner  of  the  throne  : 
Thy  grace  and  justice,  mighty  Lord, 
Shall  well  divide  our  last  reward. 

QQQ         HY.MN  103.  B.  1.  G.  M.         Arlington. 
fJOi7»  2v'oZ  askamed  of  the  Gospel,  2  Tim.  i.  12. 

I'M  not  ashamed  to  own  my  Lord, 
Or  to  defend  his  cause, 
IMaintain  the  honour  of  his  word, 
The  glorj'  of  his  cross. 
p  2  Jesus,  my  God,  I  know  his  name, 
His  name  is  all  my  trust, 
Nor  will  he  put  my  soul  to  shame, 
Nor  let  my  hope  be  lost. 
3  Firm  as  his  throne  his  promise  stands, 
And  he  can  well  secure 
"What  I've  committed  to  his  hands 
Till  the  decisive  ho'or. 
I  4  Then  will  he  own  my  worthless  name 
Before  his  father's  face, 
And  in  the  New  Jerusalem 
Appoint  my  soul  a  place. 

SEAL, 

Q4.0      HYMN  37.  B.  1.  2d  Part.  C.  M.   Hartland 
0*:tV/.  Zeal  end  Fortitude. 

DO  I  believe  what  Jesus  saiih, 
And  think  the  gospel  true ! 
Lord,  make  me  bold  to  own  my  faith. 
And  practise  virtue  too. 
2  Suppress  my  shame,  subdue  my  fear. 
Arm  me  with  heavenly  zeal. 
That  I  may  make  tliy  power  appeal 
And  works  of  praise  fulfil. 


ADDRESSES,  &c. 

3  If  men  shall  see  my  virtue  shine, 

And  spread  my  name  abroad, 
Thine  is  the  power,  the  praise  is  thine, 
My  Saviour  and  my  God. 

4  Thus  when  the  saints  in  glory  meet, 

Their  lips  proclaim  thy  grace ; 

They  cast  their  honours  at  thy  feet. 

And  own  their  borrow'd  rays. 

PAUSE. 

5  Are  we  the  soldiers  of  the  cross  ! 

The  followers  of  the  Lamb ! 
And  shall  we  fear  to  own  his  cause, 
Or  blush  to  speak  his  name  ? 

6  Now  we  must  fight  if  we  would  reign : 

Increase  our  courage,  Lord ! 
We'll  bear  the  toil,  endure  the  pain, 
Supported  by  thy  word. 

7  Thy  saints  in  all  this  glorious  war 

Shall  conquer,  though  they're  slain ; 
They  see  the  triumph  from  afar, 

And  shall  with  Jesus  reign. 
&  When  that  illustrious  day  shall  rise, 

And  all  thy  armies  shine 
In  robes  of  victory  through  the  skies. 

The  glory  shall  be  thine. 

ADDRESSES  TO  THE  HOLY  SPIRIT. 


341 


HYiMN  34.  B.  2.  C.  M.        Christinas. 
Breaihing  after  the  Holy  Spirit;  or,  Fer- 
vency of  Devolion  desired. 
COME,  holy  Spirit,  heavenly  Dove, 
With  all  thy  quickening  powers, 
Kindle  a  flame  of  sacred  love 
In  these  cold  hearts  of  ours. 

2  Look,  how  we  grovel  here  below. 

Fond  of  these  trifling  toys  ; 
Our  souls  can  neitiier  fly  nor  go 
To  reach  eternal  joys. 

3  In  vain  we  tune  our  formal  songs, 

In  vain  we  strive  to  rise  ; 
Hosannas  languish  on  our  tongues, 
And  our  devotion  dies. 

4  Dear  Lord !  and  shall  we  ever  live 

At  this  poor  dying  rate? 
Our  love  so  faint,  so  cold  to  thee? 
And  thine  to  us  so  great  i 


ADDRESSES,  &c. 
/  5  Come,  holy  Spirit,  lieaveniy  Dove, 
With  all  thy  quickening  powers  ; 
Come,  shed  abroad  a  Saviour's  love, 
And  that  shall  kindle  ours. 
Q4C}  HYMN  133.  B.  2.  L.  M.  Itnty. 

•-^^'**  The  Operatiom  of  the  Holy  Spirit. 

ETERNAL  Spirit !  we  confess 
And  sing  the  wonders  of  thy  grace  ; 
Thy  power  coaveys  our  blessings  down 
From  God  the  Father  and  the  Son. 

2  Enlighten'd  by  thine  heavenly  ray, 
Our  shades  and  darkness  turn  to  day  : 
Thine  inward  teachings  make  us  know 
Our  danger  and  our  refuge  too. 

3  Thy  power  and  glory  work  within, 
And  break  the  chains  of  reigning  sin, 
Do  our  imperious  lusts  subdue. 

And  form  our  wretched  hearts  anew. 
/  4  The  troubled  conscience  knows  thy  voice, 

Thy  cheering  words  awake  our  joys  ; 

Thy  words  allay  the  stormy  wind. 

And  calm  the  surges  of  the  mind. 
q  J^Q  HYMN  144.  B  1.  C.  M.        Arlington. 

*^^*-^  •  The  witnessing  and  sealing  Spirit. 

WHY  should  the  children  of  a  king 
Go  mourning  all  their  days  ? 
Great  Comtbrter,  descend  and  bring 
Some  tokens  of  thy  grace. 

2  Dost  thou  not  dwell  in  all  the  saints, 

And  seal  the  heirs  of  heaven  ! 
When  wilt  thou  banish  my  complaints, 
And  show  my  sins  forgiven? 

3  Assure  my  conscience  of  her  part 

In  the  Redeemer's  blood  ; 
And  bear  thy  witness  with  my  heart, 
That  I  am  born  of  God. 

4  Thou  art  the  earnest  of  his  love. 

The  pledge  of  joys  to  come  : 
And  thy  soft  wings,  celestial  Dove, 

Will  safe  convey  me  home. 
QzL±  HYMN  23.  B.  2.  L.  M.         Newcourt. 

OTrx.  y^g  gj^j^i  ^j-  Qg^i  2^  Christ  in  Heaven. 

DESCEND  from  heaven,  immortal  Douc, 
Stoop  down  and  take  us  on  Ihy  wings, 
And  mount  and  bear  U3  far  above 
The  reach  of  these  inferior  things  : 
2  Beyond,  beyond  this  lower  sky, 
Up  where  eternal  ages  roil, 


CHRISTIAN. 

Where  solid  pleasures  never  die, 
And  fruits  immortal  feast  the  soul, 

3  O  for  a  sight,  a  pleasing  sight 

Of  our  Almighty  Father's  throne ! 

There  sits  our  Saviour  crown'd  with  light, 

Cloth'd  in  a  body  like  our  own. 

4  Adoring  saints  around  him  stand, 

And  thrones  and  powers  before  him  fall ; 
The  God  shines  gracious  through  the  man. 
And  sheds  sweet  glories  on  them  all. 

/  5  O  what  amazing  joys  they  feel 

While  to  their  golden  harps  they  sing, 

And  sit  on  every  heavenly  hill, 

And  spread  the  triumphs  of  their  King ! 

;/  6  When  shall  the  day,  dear  Lord,  appear, 
That  I  shall  mount  to  dwell  above, 
And  stand  and  bow  among  them  there. 
And  view  thy  face,  and  sing,  and  love ! 


345 


CHRISTIAN. 

PSALM  51.  1st  Part.  L.  M.      Limehouse. 

A  PeniteTU  pleading  for  Pardon. 

SHOW  pity,  Lord,  0  Lord,  forgive, 
Let  a  repenting  rebel  live  : 
Are  not  thy  mercies  large  and  free  ? 
May  not  a  sinner  trust  in  thee  ? 

2  My  crimes  are  great,  but  can't  surpass 
The  power  and  glory  of  thy  grace  ; 
Great  God,  thy  nature  hath  no  bound, 
So  let  thy  pardoning  love  be  found. 

3  0  wash  my  soul  from  every  sin, 

And  make  my  guilty  conscience  clean ', 
Here  on  my  heart  the  burden  lies. 
And  past  offences  pain  my  eyes. 

4  My  lips  with  shame  my  sins  confess 
Against  thy  law,  against  thy  grace : 
Lord,  should  thy  judgment  grow  severe, 
I  am  condemn'd,  but  thou  art  clear. 

5  Should  sudden  venjreance  seize  my  breath, 
I  must  pronounce  thee  just  in  death  : 
And  it'  my  soul  were  sent  to  hell, 

Thy  righteous  law  approves  it  well. 

6  Yet  save  a  trembling  sinner,  Lord, 
Whose  hope,  still  hovering  round  thy  word, 
Would  light  on  some  sweet  promise  there, 
Some  sure  support  against  despair. 


346, 


CHRISTIAN. 
PSALM  !S.  1st  Part.  3.  M.  Dover. 

Wailing  for  Pardon  and  Direction. 


T  LIFT  my  soul  to  God, 


I\Iy  trust  is  in  his  name ; 
Let  not  my  foes  that  sock  my  blood 
Still  triumph  in  my  shame. 
p  2     Sin  and  the  powers  of  hell 
Persuade  me  to  despair ; 
Lord,  make  me  know  thy  covenant  weil, 
That  I  may  'scape  the  snare. 
3     From  the  first  dawning  light 
Till  the  dark  evening  rise. 
For  thy  salvation,  Lord,  I  wait 
With  ever  longing  eyes. 
p  4     Remember  all  thy  grace. 
And  lead  me  in  thy  truth : 
Forgive  the  sins  of  riper  days, 
And  follies  of  my  youth. 

5  The  Lord  is  just  and  kind, 
The  meek  shall  learn  his  ways  ; 

And  every  humble  sinner  find 
The  methods  of  his  grace. 

6  For  his  own  goodness'  sake 
He  saves  my  soul  from  shame  ; 

He  pardons  (though  my  guilt  be  great) 
Through  my  Redeemer's  name. 

QAT  HYMN  43.  B.  2.  C.  M.        HjinnSd. 

•■-'^  •  •    Love  to  the  Creaiures  is  dangerous, 
p     XJOW  vain  are  all  things  here  below ! 
Al  How  false,  and  yet  how  fair ! 
Each  pleasure  naih  its  poison  too, 
And  every  sweet  a  snare. 

2  The  brightest  things  below  the  sky 

Give  but  a  flattering  light ; 
We  should  suspect  some  danger  nigh 
AVhere  we  possess  delight. 

3  Our  dearest  joys,  and  nearest  friends, 

The  partners  of  our  blood. 
How  they  divide  our  wavering  minds, 
And  leave  but  half  for  God ! 

4  The  fondness  of  a  creature's  iove, 

How  strong  it  strikes  the  sense! 
Thither  the  warm  afiections  move, 
Nor  can  we  call  them  thence. 
/  5  Dear  Saviour,  let  thy  beauties  be 
My  soul's  eternal  food  ; 
And  grace  command  my  heart  away 
From  all  created  good. 


348, 


CHRISTIAN. 
HYMN  41.  B.  2.  L  M.        Nanhvich. 
A  Siglii  of  God  viortifies  ils  to  the  World. 
[TTP  to  the  fields  where  angels  lie, 

^   And  living  waters  gently  roll. 
Fain  would  my  thoughts  leap  out  and  fly, 
But  sin  hangs  heavy  on  my  soul. 
2  Thy  wondrous  blood,  dear  dying  Christ, 
Can  make  this  load  of  guilt  remove  ; 
And  thou  canst  bear  mv.  where  thou  fly'st. 
On  thy  kind  wings,  celestial  Dove  !] 
p  3  0  might  I  once  mount  up  and  see 
The  glories  of  th'  eternal  skies, 
What  little  things  these  woilds  would  be  I 
How  despicable  to  my  eyes ! 

4  Had  I  a  glance  of  thee,  my  God, 
Kingdoms  and  men  would  vanish  soon, 
Vanish  as  though  I  saw  thorn  not. 

As  a  dim  candle  dies  at  noon. 

5  Then  they  might  fight,  and  rage,  and  rave, 
I  should  perceive  the  noise  no  more 
Than  we  can  hear  a  shaking  leaf 

While  rattling  thunders  round  us  roar. 
s  6  Great  All  in  All,  Eternal  King, 
Let  me  hut  view  thy  lovely  face, 
And  all  my  powers  shall  bow  and  sing 
Thine  endless  grandeur  and  thy  grace. 
,J4Q  HYMN  10.  B.  2.  C  M.      St.  Jamei 

Parting  witA  carnal  Jays. 
Y  soul  forsakes  her  vain  delight, 
-  And  bids  the  w^orld  farewell, 
Base  as  the  diit  beneath  my  teet, 
And  misf.hievous  as  hell. 

2  No  longer  will  I  ask  your  love. 

Nor  seek  your  friendship  inore: 
The  happiness  that  I  approve 
Lies  not  within  your  power. 

3  There's  nothing  round-'this  spacious  earth 

That  suits  my  large  desire; 

To  boundless  joy  and  solid  mirth 

My  nobler  thoughts  aspire. 

4  [Where  pleasure  rolls  its  living  flood, 

From  sin  and  dross  refin'd, 
Still  springing  from  a  throne  of  God, 
And  fit  to  cheer  the  mind. 

5  The  almighty  Ruler  of  the  sphere. 

The  glorious  and  the  great, 
Brmgs  his  own  all-sufficience  there 
To  make  our  bliss  complete. 

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CHRISTIAN. 

/  6  Had  I  the  pinions  of  a  ^ove 

I'd  climb  the  beavenhj'  road ; 
There  sits  my  Saviour  dress'd  in  love, 
And  there  my  smiling  God. 
O  Kfk  HYMN  1.  B.  2.  L.  M.  Carthaga- 

OOyj,  T)iesame. 

I  SEND  the  joys  of  earth  away  : 
Away,  ye  tempters  of  the  mind. 
False  as  the  smooth  deceitful  sea. 
And  empty  as  the  whisiiing  wind. 
p  2  Your  streams  were  floating  me  along 
Downi  to  the  gulf  of  black  despair, 
And  whilst  I  listened  to  your  song, 
Your  streams  had  e"eri  convey'd  me  there. 

3  Lord,  I  adore  thy  matchless  grace, 
That  warn'd  me  of  that  dark  abyss, 
That  drew  me  from  those  treacherous  seas, 
And  bade  me  seek  superior  bliss. 

/  4  Now  to  the  shining  realms  above 

I  stretch  my  hands  and  glance  mine  eyes  .• 
O  for  the  pinions  of  a  dove 
To  bear  me  to  the  upper  skies. 

/  5  There  from  the  bosom  of  my  God 
Oceans  of  endless  pleasures  roll ; 
There  would  I  fix  my  last  abode, 
And  drown  the  sorrows  of  my  soul. 
OKI  PSALM  1 19.  15th  Part.  C.  M.  Irish. 

O  t»  X  .  jjgiy  Rcsolulions. 

OTHAT  thy  statutes  every  hour 
Miglit  dwell  upon  my  mind ! 
Thence  I  derive  a  quickenuig  power, 
And  daily  peace  I  find, 
p  2  To  meditate  thy  precepts.  Lord, 
Shall  be  my  sweet  employ  ; 
My  soul  shall  ne'er  forget  thy  word, 
Thy  word  is  all  my  joy. 
'  3  How  would  I  run  in  thy  commands, 
If  tliou  my  heart  discharge 
From  sin  and  Satan's  hatetul  chains 
And  set  my  feet  at  large ! 

4  My  lips'  with  courage  shall  declare 

Tliy  statutes  and  thy  name  ; 
I'll  speak  thy  word,  though  kings  should  heai 
Nor  yield  to  sintul  shame. 

5  Let  bands  of  persecutors  rise 

To  rob  me  of  my  right. 
Let  pride  and  malice  forge  their  lies, 
Thy  law  is  my  delight. 


CHRISTIAN. 

6  Depart  from  me,  ye  wicked  race, 
Whose  hands  and  hearts  are  ill 
I  love  my  God,  I  love  his  ways, 
And  must  obey  his  will. 


352 


HYMN  106.  B.  1.  S,  M.  SuttOB. 

Dead  to  Sin  by  the  Cross  of  Christ. 

SHALL  we  ?o  on  to  sin 
Because  thy  ?race  abounds, 
Or  crucify  fhe  Lord  again, 
And  open  al!  his  wounds  ? 
I  2      Forbid  it,  mighty  God, 
Nor  let  it  e'er  be  said 
That  we  whose  sins  are  crucified 
Should  raise  them  from  the  dead. 
3     We  will  be  slaves  no  more, 
Since  Christ  has  made  us  free, 
Has  nail'd  our  tyrants  to  liis  crosa, 
And  bought  our  liberty. 

OKO  HYMN  81.  B.  2.  C.  M.  Dundee. 

«JtlO.  Qyj.  gi^  ij^g  Cause  of  Christ's  Death. 

AND  now  the  scales  have  left  mine  eyes, 
Now  I  begin  to  see  : 
0  the  curs'd  deeds  my  sins  have  done ! 
What  murderous  things  they  be  ! 
2  Were  these  the  traitors,  dearest  Lord, 
That  thy  fair  body  tore? 
Monsters,  that  stain'd  those  heavenly  limbs 
With  floods  of  purple  gore  ! 
p  3  Was  it  for  crimes  that  I  had  done 
My  dearest  Lord  was  slain. 
When  justice  seiz'd  God's  only  Soiii 
And  put  his  soul  to  pain  ! 
p  4  Forgive  my  guilt,  0  Prince  of  Peace 
I'll  wound  my  God  no  more  ; 
Hence  from  my  heart,  ye  sins,  be  gone, 
For  Jesus  I  adore. 
I  5  Furnish  me,  Lord,  with  heavenly  arms 
'  From  grace's  magazine. 

And  I'll  proclaim  eternal  war 
With  every  darling  sin. 

OK  J.       HYiMN  31.  B.  1.  2d  Part.  C.  M.      Barhv 
0*#t:.  rp^^g  fiiaden  life  of  a  Christian,  Col.  iii.  3. 
HAPPY  soul  I  that  lives  on  high  ; 
While  men  lie  grovelling  here ! 
His  hopes  are  ftx'd  above  the  sky, 
And  faith  forbids  his  fear. 


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CHRISTIAN. 

2  His  conscience  knows  no  secret  stings, 

While  peace  and  joy  combine 
To  form  a  life  whose  holy  springs 
Are  hidden  and  divine. 

3  He  waits  in  secret  on  his  God ; 

His  God  in  secret  sees ; 
Let  earth  lie  all  in  arms  abroad, 
He  dwells  in  heavenly  peace. 

4  His  pleasures  rise  from  things  unseen, 

Beyond  this  world  and  time, 
Where  ne.tht- r  eyes  nor  ears  have  been, 
Nor  thoughts  of  sinners  climb. 

5  He  wants  no  pomp  nor  royal  throne 

To  raise  his  figure  here  ; 
Content  and  pl-as'd  to  live  unknown 
Till  Christ  his  life  appear. 

6  He  looks  to  heaven's  eternal  liill 

To  meet  that  glorious  day  ; 
But  patient  waits  his  Saviour's  will 
To  fetch  his  soul  away. 

O  "T  sr  HYIMN  115.  B.  2.  C.  M.        London. 

*JtJ^,  3Jf rc/«  and  Thanks. 

HOW  can  I  sink  with  such  a  prop 
As  my  eternal  God, 
Who  bears  tlie  earth's  huge  pillars  up, 
And  spreads  the  heavens  abroad? 

2  How  can  I  die  while  Jesns  lives, 

Who  rose  and  left  the  dead  ? 
Pardon  and  erace  my  soul  receiTea 
From  mine  e.xalted  Head. 

3  All  thai  I  am,  and  all  I  have, 

Shall  be  for  ever  thine, 
Whate'er  my  duty  bids  me  give, 
My  cheerful  hands  resign. 

4  Yet  if  1  mieht  make  sorqe  reserve, 

And  duty  did  not  call, 
I  love  my  God  v.ith  zeal  so  great 
That  I  should  give  him  all. 

q  {^C{  KY?.IX  HO.  B.  2.  C.  M.       Hymn  Cd. 

«J«JU.  y^g  Exam  pits  of  ChrUt  andths  i>ainls. 
I IVE  me  the  wings  of  faith  to  rise 
Within  the  veil,  and  see 
The  saints  above,  how  great  their  joys, 
How  bright  their  glories  be. 
p  2  Once  they  were  mourning  here  below, 
And  \vct  their  couch  with  tears  ; 
They  wrestled  hard,  as  we  do  now, 
With  sms,  and  doubts,  and  fears. 


G^ 


CHRISTIAN. 

3  I  ask  them  whence  their  victory  came, 

They,  with  united  breath, 
Ascribe  their  conquest  to  the  Lamb, 
Their  triumph  to  his  death. 

4  They  mark'd  the  footsteps  that  he  trod, 

(His  zeal  in.spir'd  their  breast  ;) 
And  fyilovving  their  incarnate  God, 
Possess  the  promi-j'd  rest. 
/  5  Our  glorious  Leader  claims  our  praise 
For  his  own  pattern  given, 
■While  the  long  cloud  of  witnesses 
Shows  the  same  path  to  heaven. 
Q  KiJ"  HYMN  48.  B.  1.  L.  M.  Truro. 

OO  4  »  j'jig  Christian  Rac^,  Isa.  xl.  28—31. 

AWAKE,  our  souls,  away,  our  fears, 
Let  every  trembling  thought  be  gone  : 
Awake,  and  run  the  heavenly  race, 
And  put  a  cheerful  courage  on. 
2  True,  'tis  a  strait  and  thorny  road. 
And  mortil  spirits  tire  and  famt; 
But  they  forget  the  mighty  God, 
That  feeds  the  strength  of  every  saint— 
I  3  The  mighty  God,  whose  matchless  power 
Is  ever  new  and  ever  joung. 
And  firm  endures  while  endless  years 
Their  everlasting  circles  run. 
4  From  thee,  ihe  overflowing  spring, 
Our  souls  shall  drink  a  fresh  supply, 
While  such  as  trust  their  native  strength 
Shall  melt  away,  and  droop  and  die. 
/  5  Swift  as  an  eagle  cuts  the  air 
We'll  mount  aloft  to  thine  abode. 
On  wings  of  love  our  souls  sliall  fly. 
Nor  tire  amidst  the  heavenly  road. 
Q  K  Q  HY.MN  77.  B.  2.  L.  M.  Armley. 

tJtJCy,  fpf^g  Christian  Warfare. 

I      [CTAND  up,  my  soul,  shake  ofiT  thy  fears, 
•^  And  gird  the  sospel  armour  on, 
March  to  the  gates  of  endless  joy 
Where  thy  great  Captain-Saviour's  gone. 
2  Hell  and  thy  sins  resist  thy  course. 
But  hell  and  sin  are  vanquish'd  foes, 
Thy  Jesus  nail'd  them  to  the  cross. 
And  sung  the  triumph  when  he  rose.] 
8  [What  though  the  prince  of  darkness  rage, 
And  waste  the  fury  of  his  spite. 
Eternal  chains  confine  him  down 
To  fiery  deeps  and  endless  night. 


CHRISTIAN. 

4  "What  though  thine  inward  lusts  rebel, 
'Tis  but  a  slrugghng  gasp  for  life ; 
The  weapons  ot  victorious  grace 
Shall  slay  thy  sins,  and  end  the  strife.] 
f  5  Then  let  my  soul  march  boldly  on, 
Press  for\v'ard  to  the  hea\enly  gate. 
There  peace  and  joy  eternal  reign, 
And  glittering  robes  for  conquerors  wait. 
6  There  shall  I  wear  a  starry  crown, 
And  triumph  in  almighty  grace, 
While  all  the  armies  of  the  skies 
Join  in  my  glorious  Leader's  praise. 
QKQ  PSALM  144.  ver.  1,2.  1st  Part.  CM.  Mear. 
^^^* Assistance  arid  Victory  in t?i£  spiritual  Warfcrf 


ipOR  ever  blessed  be  the  Lord, 


360 


My  Saviour  and  my  shield  :, 
He  sends  his  Spirit  with  hia  word 
To  arm  me  f(jr  the  field. 

2  When  sin  and  hell  their  force  unite, 
He  makes  my  soul  his  care. 

Instructs  me  to  the  heavenly  fight, 
And  guards  me  through  the  war. 

3  A  friend  and  helper  so  divine 
Doth  my  weak  courage  raise  ; 

He  makes  the  glorious  victory  mine, 
And  his  shall  be  the  praise. 

PSALI\I  119.  17th  Part.  L.  M.    Plympto  .- 
Gract  shining  in  Difficultits  and  Trials, 
p     "ll^HEN  pain  and  anguish  seize  me,  Lord, 
» '    All  my  support  is  trom  thy  word : 
My  soul  dissolves  for  heaviness. 
Uphold  me  with  thy  strengthening  grace. 

2  The  proud  have  fram'd  their  scoffs  and  lies. 
They  watch  my  feet  with  envious  eyes, 
And  tempt  my  soul  to  snares  and  sin, 

Yet  thy  commands  I  ne'er  declme. 

3  They  hate  me,  Lord,  without  a  cause,    . 
They  hate  to  see  me  love  thy  laws  ; 
But  I  will  trust  and  fear  tny  name, 

Till  pride  and  mahce  die  with  shame. 
Q£»1  PSALM  7.  CM.  ColchestP'-. 

<-'  ^  J-  •         God's  Care  of  his  People. 

MY  trust  13  in  my  heavenly  friend. 
My  hope  in  thee,  my  God  ; 
Rise,  and  my  helpless  lite  defend 
From  those  that  seek  my  blood. 
2  With  insolence  and  fury  they 
My  soul  in  pieces  tear, 


CHRISTIAN. 

As  hungry  lions  rend  the  prey, 
When  no  deUverer's  near. 
p  3  If  I  had  e'er  provok'd  them  first, 
Or  once  abus'd  my  foe. 
Then  let  him  tread  my  life  to  dust, 
And  lay  mine  honour  low. 
4  If  there  be  malice  hid  in  me, 
I  know  thy  piercing  eves  ; 
I  should  not  dare  appeal  to  thee, 
Nor  ask  my  God  to  rise. 
i  5  Arise,  my  God,  lift  up  thy  hand, 
Their  pride  and  power  control ! 
Awake  to  judgment,  and  command 
Deliverance  for  my  soul. 

PAUSE. 

6  [Let  sinners  and  their  wicked  rage 
Be  humbled  to  the  dust ; 
Shall  not  the  God  of  truth  engage 
To  vindicate  the  just  ? 
p  7  He  knows  the  heart,  he  tries  the  reins, 
He  will  defend  th'  upright : 
His  sharpest  arrows  he  ordains, 
Again.3t  the  sons  of  spite. 

8  For  me  their  malice  digg'd  a  pit, 

But  there  themselves  are  cast ; 
My  God  makes  all  their  mischief  light 
On  their  own  heads  at  last.] 

9  That  cruel  persecuting  race 

Must  feel  hJs  dreadful  sword  ; 
I     Awake,  my  soul,  and  praise  the  grace 
And  justice  of  the  Lord. 

Sf>2         PSALM  94.  2d  Part.  C.  M.       Baldwin. 

*-'"'^'  God  our  Support  and  Comfort;  or,  Deliveranca 

from  Temptation  and  Persecution. 

WHO  will  arise  and  plead  my  right 
Against  my  numerous  foes. 
While  earth  and  hell  their  force  unite, 
And  all  my  hopes  oppose? 
2  Had  not  the  Lord,  my  rock,  my  help, 
Sustain'd  my  fainting  head, 
My  life  had  now  in  silence  dwelt, 
My  soul  amongst  the  dead. 
p  3  Alas  !  my  sliding  feet,  I  cried  ; 
Thy  promise  was  my  prop  ; 
Thy  grace  stood  constant  by  my  side, 
Thy  Spirit  bore  me  up. 
A  While  multitudes  of  mournful  thoughts 
Within  my  bosom  roll, 


863 


CHRISTIAN. 

Thy  boundless  love  Ibrgives  my  faults. 
Thy  comforts  cheer  my  soul. 

5  Powers  of  ini'juity  may  rise, 

And  frame  pernicious  laws  ; 
But  God,  my  refuge,  rules  the  skies, 
He  will  defend  my  cau.se. 

6  Let  malice  vent  her  rage  aloud, 

Let  bold  bla.spheniers  scoff; 
The  Lord  our  God  shall  judge  the  proud, 
And  cut  the  sinners  off. 

PSALM  16.  1—8.  1st  Part.  G.  M.    Cc.rir 
Support  ami  Counsdfrom  Gad  withaut  Zl  . 

SAVE  me,  0  Lord,  from  every  foe ; 
In  thpR  my  trust  I  place, 
Though  all  the  good  that  I  can  do 
Can  ne'er  deserve  thy  grace. 

2  Yet  if  my  God  prolon?  my  breath, 

The  saints  may  profit  by  't ; 
The  saints  the  glory  of  the  earth, 
The  men  of  my  delight. 

3  Let  heathens  to  their  idols  haste. 

And  worship  wood  or  stone ; 
But  my  delightful  lot  id  cast 
Where  the  true  God  is  known. 

4  His  hand  provides  my  constant  food, 

He  tills  my  dady  cup  ; 
Much  am  I  plcas'd  with  present  good, 
But  more  rejoice  in  hope. 

5  God  is  my  portion  and  my  joy, 

His  counsels  are  my  light ; 
He  gives  me  sweet  advice  by  day, 
And  gentie  hints  by  night. 

6  My  soul  would  all  her  thoughts  approve 

To  his  all-seeing  eye  ; 
Not  death  nor  hell  my  hopes  shall  move, 
■\Vhile  such  a  friend  is  nigh. 

PSALM  120.  C.  :M.  Onrxi. 

A  devout  Wish  for  Peace. 

THOU  God  of  love,  thou  ever-blest, 
Pity  my  suffering  stale  ; 
When  wdt  thou  set  my  soul  at  rest 
From  lips  that  love  deceit? 

2  Hard  lot  of  mine !  my  days  are  cast 

Among  the  sons  of  stiife, 
"Whose  never-ceasing  brawlings  waste 
My  golden  hours  of  life. 

3  0  mieht  I  tiy  to  change  my  place, 

How  would  I  choose  to  dwell 


364 


365 


CHRISTIAN. 

In  some  w\d\i  lonesome  wilderness, 
And  leave  tiiese  gates  of  hell ! 

4  Peace  is  the  blessing  that  I  seek, 

Huw  lovely  are  its  charms  ! 
I  am  lor  peace  ;  but  when  I  speak. 
They  all  declare  for  arms. 

5  New  passions  still  their  souls  engage. 

And  keep  their  malice  strong  ; 
What  shall  be  done  to  curb  thy  rage, 

0  thou  devouring  tongue  ! 

6  Should  burning  arrows  smite  thee  through. 

Strict  justice  \v'ould  approve  ; 
But  I  had  rather  spare  my  toe, 
And  melt  his  heart  with  love. 

PSALM  56.    C.  M.  Arlington. 

Deliverance  from  Oppression,  and  Falsehood ; 
or,  God's  Care  of  his  People, 
p  r\  THOU,  whose  justice  reigns  on  high, 
^"'  And  makes  th'  oppressor  cease. 
Behold  how  f^nvious  sinners  try 
To  vex  and  break  my  peace  1 
•2  The  sons  of  violence  and  lies. 
Join  to  devour  me.  Lord  ; 
But  as  my  hourly  dangers  rise 
My  refuge  is  thy  word. 

3  In  God  most  holy,  just,  and  true, 

1  have  repos'd  my  trust ; 

Nor  will  I  tear  what  flesh  can  do. 
The  ofti-pring  of  the  dust. 

4  They  wrest  my  words  to  mischief  still, 

Charge  me  v\itli  unknown  faults  ; 
Mischief  doth  all  their  counsels  fill, 

And  malice  all  their  thoughts. 
/  5  Shall  they  escape  without  thy  frown  ? 

Must  ttwjir  devices  stand? 
0  cast  the  haughty  sinner  down, 

And  let  fiiin  know  thy  hand ! 

PAUSE. 

6  God  counts  the  sorrows  of  his  saints, 
Their  groans  affect  his  ears  ; 
Thou  hasi  a  bo(jk  for  my  complaints, 
A  botile  for  my  tears. 
V  7  When  to  thy  throne  1  raise  my  cry. 
The  wick,  d  fear  and  flee  ; 
So  swill  is  prayer  to  reach  the  sky. 
So  near  is  God  to  me. 
J  In  thee,  most  holy,  just,  and  true, 
1  have  repos'd  my  trust ; 


CHRISTIAN. 
Nor  will  I  fear  what  man  can  do, 
The  offspring  of  the  dust. 
9  Thy  solemn  vows  are  on  me,  Lord, 
Thou  shalt  receive  my  praise  ; 
I'll  sing,  '  How  faithful  is  thy  ward! 
'  How  righteous  all  thy  ways  !' 
10  Thou  hast  secur'd  my  soul  from  death : 
0  set  thy  prisoner  tree ! 
That  heart  and  hand,  and  life  and  breath. 
May  be  employ'd  for  thee. 
SRR         PSALM  31.  2d  Part.  C.  M.         :M:.: 
*-'^^*  BelivcraiKe  from  Slavder  and  Reproach. 

MY  heart  rejoices  in  thy  name, 
My  God,  my  help,  niy  trust ; 
Thou  hast  preserv'd  my  face  froin  sha^ie, 
Mine  honour  from  the  dust. 
p  2  '  My  life  is  spent  with  grief,'  I  cried, 
'  My  years  consum'd  in  groans, 
'  i\Iy  strength  decays,  mine  eyes  are  drier', 
'  And  sorrow  wastes  my  bones.' 
3  Among  mine  enemies  my  name 
Was  a  mere  proverb  grown, 
"Wliile  to  my  neighbours  1  became 
Forgotten  and  unknown. 
\  Slander  and  fear,  on  evary  side, 
Seiz'd  and  beset  me  round  ; 
I  to  the  throne  of  grace  applied. 
And  speedy  rescue  found. 
0£»y         PSALM  lis.  Ist  Part.  C.  M.     Dedliam 
OU  i  •        Deliverance  from  a  Tumult. 

THE  Lord  ap^)ear3  my  helper  now, 
Nor  is  my  faith  afraid 
Of  what  the  sons  of  earth  can  do, 
Since  heaven  aiibrds  me  aid. 

2  'Tis  safer,  Lord,  to  hope  in  thee, 

And  have  my  God  my  friend, 
Than  trust  in  men  of  high  degree, 
And  on  their  truth  depend. 

3  Like  bees  my  foes  beset  me  round, 

A  large  and  angry  swarm  ; 
But  I  shall  all  their  rage  confound 
By  thine  almighty  arm. 
»   Tis  through  the  Lord  my  heart  is  strong, 
In  him  my  lips  rejoice  ; 
While  his  salvation  is  my  song, 
How  cheerful  is  my  voice  1 
5  Like  angry  bees  they  girt  me  round ; 
When  God  appears  they  fly : 


M^ 


CHRISTIAN. 

So  burning  thorns,  with  crackling  sotxnd, 
Make  a  fierce  blaze  and  die. 
/  6  Joy  to  the  saints  and  peace  Ijelongs, 
The  Lord  protects  their  daya  : 
Let  Israel  tune  immortal  songs 
To  his  almighty  grace. 

Sfift  PSALM  143.  L.  M.  Nantwich. 

*-'^^* Complaint  of  heavy  Affliccions  ofMindand  Body 
Y  righteous  Judge,  my  gracious  God, 
Hear  when  I  spread  my  liands  aijroad 
And  cry  for  succour  from  thy  throne, 

0  make'  tliy  truth  and  mercy  known. 
2  Let  judgment  not  against  me  pass, 

Behold  thy  servant  pleads  thy  grace  ; 

Should  justice  call  us  to  thy  bar, 

No  man  alive  is  guiltless  there. 
t>  3  Look  down  in  pity.  Lord,  and  see 

The  mighty  woes  that  burden  me  ; 

Down  to  the  dust  my  life  is  brought, 

Like  one  long  buried  and  forgot. 
4  I  dwell  in  darkness  and  unseen, 

My  heart  is  desolate  within  : 

My  thoughts  in  musing  silence  trace 

The  ancient  wonders  of  thy  grace. 
6  Thence  I  derive  a  glimpse  of  hope 

To  bear  mv  sinking  spirits  up  ; 

1  stretch  my  hands  to  God  again, 
And  thirst  like  parched  lands  for  rain. 

6  Fortheo  I  thirst,  I  pray,  I  mourn ; 
■    When  will  thy  smiling  face  return? 
Shall  all  my  joys  on  earth  remove, 
And  God  for  ever  hide  his  love? 
t  My  God,  thy  long  delay  to  save 
Will  sink  thy  prisoner  to  the  grave  ; 
My  heart  grows  faint,  and  dim  mine  eye  ; 
Make  haste  to  helj)  before  I  die. 
>S  The  night  is  witness  to  my  tears, 
Distressing  pains,  distressing  fears  ; 
/     O  might  I  hear  thy  morning  voice, 
■j         How  would  ray  wearied  powers  rejoice ! 
Q«q  PSALM  55.  C.  M.  Rochester. 

uyjKf*  Support  for  the  afflicted  and  tempted  Soul. 
GOD,  my  refuge,  hear  my  cries, 
Behold  my  flowing  tears. 
For  earth  and  hell  my  hurt  devise, 
And  triumph  in  my  fears. 
2  Their  rage  is  ievell'd  at  my  Hfe, 
my  soul  with  guilt  they  load, 


o 


CHRISTIAX. 

And  fill  my  thoughts  vitli  inward  strife 
To  shake  my  hope  in  God. 
p  3  With  inward  pain  my  heart-strings  sound, 
I  groan  with  every  breath  ; 
Horror  and  fear  heset  me  round 
Amongst  the  shades  of  death. 
;)  4  0  were  I  like  a  featherd  dove, 
And  innocence  had  wint.'s, 
I'd  fly  and  make  a  Jong  remove 
From  all  these  restless  things. 
5  Let  me  to  S(;me  wild  desert  go, 
And  find  a  peaceful  home, 
"Where  storms  of  malice  never  Wow, 
Temptations  r>ever  come. 
/  6  Vain  hopes  and  vain  inventions  all 
To  'scape  tJie  rage  of  hell ! 
The  mighty  God  on  whom  I  call 
Can  save  me  here  as  well. 

PArSE. 

7  By  morning  light  I'll  seek  bis  face, 

At  noon  repeat  tny  cry, 
The  night  shall  hear  me  ask  his  grace. 
Nor  will  he  long  deny. 

8  God  shall  pres'erve  my  soul  from  fear, 

Or  shield  me  when  afraid  ; 
Ten  thousand  angels  must  appear 
If  he  coimnand  their  aid. 

9  I  cast  my  burdens  on  the  Lorl, 

The  Lord  sustains  them  all ; 
My  courage  rests  upon  his  word 

That  saints  shall  never  fall. 
10  My  highr  St  hopes  shall  not  be  vain, 

I\Iy  lips  shall  ^spread  his  praise  ; 
While  cruel  and  deceitful  men 

Scarce  live  out  half  their  days. 

'^'^0  HYMN  25.  B.  2.  C.  M.     .    Stan 

<^  •  ^'     Complaining  of  spiritual  Sloth. 

MY  drowsy  powers,  why  sleep  ye  so? 
Awake,  my  sluggish  soul ! 
Nothing  has  half  thy  work  to  do, 
Yet  nothing  s  half  so  dull. 

2  The  little  ants  for  one  poor  grain 

Labour,  and  lug.  and  strive, 
Yet  we  who  have  a  heaven  t'  obtain, 
How  neghgeni  we  hve  ! 

3  We  for  whose  sake  all  nature  stands 

And  stars  their  courses  move : 


CHRISTIAN. 

■\\'e  for  whose  guard  the  angel  bands 
Curae  flying  from  above  ;      ' 
4  We  for  whom  God  the  Son  came  down, 
And  laljour'd  lor  our  good, 
How  careless  to  secure  that  crown 
He  purchas'd  with  his  blood  ! 
'  5  Lord,  shall  we  lie  so  sluggisli  still  ? 

And  never  act  our  parts  ? 
f     Come,  holy  Dove,  trom.  th'  heavenly  hiU, 

Aiid  sit  and  warm  our  hearts. 
f  6  Then  shall  our  active  spirits  move, 
Upward  our  souls  shall  rise  : 
With  hands  of  faith  and  wm?s  of  love 
We'll  fly  and  take  the  prize. 
><f  T  HY.MN  98.  B.  2.  C.  M.  Graflon. 

''-*-•    Hardness  of  Heart  complained  of. 
V     IV TY  heart,  how  dreadful  hard  it  is  1 
i'l  Hjw  heiivy  here  it  lies  ! 
Heavy  and  cold  within  my  bieast. 
Just  tike  a  rock  of  ice  I 

2  Sin  like  u  rasing  tyrant  sits 

Upon  this  flinty  throne, 
Anil  evciy  giace  lies  buried  deep 
Beneath  this  heart  of  stone. 

3  How  seldom  do  I  rise  lo  God, 

Or  taste  the  joys  ahove  I 
This  mountain  presses  down  my  taith, 
And  chills  my  flaming  love. 

4  When  smiiins  mercy  courts  my  soul 

With  all  Its  heavenly  charms, 
This  stubborn,  this  relentless  Hung 
Would  thrust  it  from  my  arms, 
s  5  Against  the  thunders  of  thy  word 
Rebellious  I  have  stood, 
My  heart  it  shakes  not  at  the  wratn 
And  terrors  of  a  God. 
6  Dear  Saviour,  steep  this  rock  of  mine 
In  tliine  own  crimson  sea : 
None  but  a  bath  of  blood  divine 
Can  melt  the  flint  away. 

PSALM  25.  3d  Part.  S.  JI.       Olmutz. 
-^  'Distress  of  Soul ;  or,  Backsliding  end  Desertion. 

MINE  eyes  and  my  desire 
Are  ever  to  the  Lord ; 
I  love  to  pluad  his  promises, 
And  rest  upon  his  word. 
Turn,  turn  tiiee  to  my  soul, 
Bring  thy  salvation  near  l 


372. 


CHRISTIAN. 

When  will  thy  hand  release  my  feet 
Out  of  the  deadly  snare  I 

3  When  shall  the  sovereign  grace 
Of  my  forgiving  God 

Restore  me  from  those  dangerous  ways 
My  wandering  feet  ha»e  trod? 

4  The  tumult  nf  my  thoughts 
Doth  but  enlarge  my  wo  ; 

My  spirit  languishes,  my  heart 
Is  desolate  and  low. 

5  With  ever>'  morning  light 
My  sorrow  new  begins  ; 

Look  on  my  anguish  and  my  pain, 
And  pardon  all  my  sins. 
oyo  HY.^IN  163,  B.  2.  C.  M.       Warwick. 

Kf  i  *J»  QomplaiTii  of  Desertion  and  Temptation. 
V     T\EAR  Lord,  behold  our  sore  distress  ; 
-»-'  Our  sins  attempt  to  reign  ; 
Stretch  out  thine  arm  of  conquering  grace 
And  let  thy  foes  be  slain. 

2  [The  lion  with  his  dreadlul  roar  / 

Affrights  thy  feeble  siieep  : 

Reveal  the  glory  of  thy  power, 

And  chain  him  to  the  deep. 

3  Must  we  indulge  a  long  despair? 

Shall  our  petitions  die? 
Our  mournings  never  reach  thine  ear, 
Nor  tears  atiect  tbme  eye?] 

4  If  thou  despise  a  mortal  groan, 

Yet  hear  a  Sav'our's  blood  ; 
An  advocate  so  near  the  throne 
Pleads  and  prevails  with  God. 

5  He  brought  the  Spirit's  powerful  sword 

To  slay  our  deadly  foes  ; 
Our  sins  shall  die  beneath  thy  word, 
And  hell  in  vain  oppose. 

6  How  boundless  is  our  Father's  grace, 

In  height,  and  depth,  and  length ! 
He  made  his  Son  our  righteousness. 

His  Spirit  is  our  strength. 
oyj^  PSALM  13.  C.  M.  MedfielA 

*^  •  ^-*  Complaird  under  Temptations  of  the  DevU. 

HOW  long  wilt  thou  conceal  thy  face} 
My  God,  how  long  delay? 
When  shall  1  feel  those  heavenly  rays 
That  chase  my  foars  away? 
2  How  long  shall  ray  poor  labouring  soul 
Wrestle  and  toil  in  vain  ? 


CHRISTIAN. 

Thy  word  can  all  my  Iocs  control. 
And  ease  my  raging  pain. 

3  See  how  the  prince  of  darkness  tries 

All  his  malicious  arts. 
He  spreads  a  mist  around  my  eyes, 
And  throws  his  fiery  darts. 

4  Be  thou  my  sun.  and  thou  my  shield, 

My  soul  in  safety  keep  ; 
Make  haste  before  mine  eyes  are  seal'd 
In  death's  eternal  sleep. 

6  How  would  the  tempter  boast  aloud 

If  I  l)ecome  his  prey  ? 
Behold  the  sons  of  hell  grow  proud 

At  thy  so  long  delay. 
;  6  But  thoy  shall  fly  at  thy  rebuke, 

And  Satan  hide  his  head  ; 
He  knows  the  terrors  of  thy  look, 

And  hears  thy  voice  with  dread. 

7  Thou  wilt  display  that  sovereign  grace, 

Where  all  my  hopes  have  hung  ; 
I  shall  employ  my  lips  in  iiraise, 
And  victory  shall  be  sung. 
c>*YK  HYMN  20.  B.  2.  C.  M.  Patmos. 

tJ  t  O*  ■Backslldings  and  Returns ;  or,  iMonstancy. 
"HY  is  my  heart  so  far  from  thee, 
My  God,  my  chief  delight  7 
Why  are  my  thouchts  no  more  by  day 
With  thee,  no  more  by  night  ? 

2  [Why  should  my  foolish  pa.ssions  rove? 
where  can  such  sweetness  be 

As  I  have  tasted  in  thy  love. 
As  I  have  found  in  thee  ?] 

3  When  my  forgetful  soul  rene^vs 
The  savour  of  thy  grace, 

My  heart  presumes  I  cannot  lose 
The  relish  all  my  days. 

4  But  ere  one  fleeting  hour  is  past, 
The  flattering  world  employs 

Some  sensual  bait  to  seize  my  taste, 
And  to  pollute  my  joys. 

5  Then  I  repent,  and  vex  my  soul 
That  I  should  leave  thee  so  ; 

Where  will  those  wild  affections  roll 

That  let  a  Saviour  go  ! 
"6  [Wretch  that  I  am  to  wander  thus 

In  chase  of  false  delight ! 
Let  me  be  fasten'd  to  thy  cros3 

Rather  than  lose  thy  sight.] 


W^ 


CHRISTIAN. 
/  7  [Make  haste,  my  days,  to  reach  the  goal. 
And  bring  my  heart  to  rest 
On  thi>  dear  centre  of  my  soul, 
I\Iy  God,  ray  Saviour's  breast] 


376. 


PSAL:\I  13.  L.  M.  Bath. 

Pleading  with  God  under  Desertion. 


HOW  long,  0  Lord,  shall  I  complain 
Like  one  that  seeks  his  God  in  vain? 
Canst  thou  thy  face  for  ever  hide? 
And  I  still  pray,  and  he  denied? 

2  Shall  I  f  >r  ever  be  forpot 

As  one  whom  ihoii  regardest  not? 

Still  sli  ill  my  soul  thine  absence  raoum? 

And  still  despair  of  thy  return  ? 

3  How  Ion"  shall  my  poor  troublpd  breast 
Be  with  tiiese  anxious  thoiiglits  opprest? 
And  Satan,  my  malicious  foe. 
Rejoice  to  see  me  sunk  so  low  ? 

4  Hear,  Lord,  and  grant  me' Quick  relief. 
Before  my  death  concludes  n^  ffrief; 
If  thou  witbhol'l  thy  heavenly  li^ht. 

I  sleep  in  everlasting  night. 
-5  How  will  the  powers  of  darkness  boast. 

If  but  one  praying  soul  be  lost ! 

But  I  have  trusted  in  thy  grace, 

And  shall  again  behold  thy  face. 
6  Whate'er  my  fears  or  foes  suggest, 

Thou  art  my  hope,  my  ioy,  my  rest ; 

My  heart  shall  teel  thy  love,  and  raise 

My  cheerful  voice  to  songs  of  praise. 

PSALM  119.  16th  Part.  C.  M. 

Prayer  for  quickening  Grace. 

MY  soul  lies  cleaving  to  the  dust ; 
Lord,  give  me  life  divine  ; 
From  vain  desires  and  every  lust 
Turn  off  these  eyes  of  mine. 

2  I  need  the  influence  of  thy  grace. 

To  speed  me  in  thy  way, 
Lest  I  should  li liter  in  my  race. 
Or  turn  my  feet  astray. 

3  When  sore  afflictions  press  me  iiovnit 

I  need  thy  quickening  powery  ; 

Thy  word  that  I  have  rested  on 

Shall  help  my  heaviest  hours. 

4  Are  not  thy  mercies  sovereisn  still? 

And  thou  a  faitliful  God  ? 
"Wilt  ttiou  not  grant  me  warmer  zcai 
To  run  the  heavenly  road  ? 


37T, 


CHRISTIAN. 

6  Does  not  my  heart  thy  precepts  love, 
And  long  to  see  thy  face  ? 
And  yet  how  slow  my  spirits  move 
Without  enlivening  grace ! 
6  Then  shall  I  love  thy  gospel  more, 
And  ne'er  forget  thy  word, 
When  I  have  felt  its  quickening  power 
To  draw  me  near  the  Lord. 

OyO         PSALM  119.  12th  Part.  C.  M.     Dun-Jc^-. 
*J  4  (Dm  ^)-£(iiiiiiig  after  Comfort  a?id  Deliver ame. 

M\  God,  consider  my  distress. 
Let  mercy  plead  my  cause ; 
Though  I  have  sinned  against  thy  grace, 
I  can't  forget  thy  laws. 

2  Forbid,  forbid  tiie  sharp  reproach 
Which  I  so  justly  tear ; 

Uphold  my  life,  uphold  my  hopes, 
Nor  let  my  shame  appear. 

3  Be  thou  a  surety.  Lord,  for  me, 
Nor  let  the  proud  oppress  ; 

But  make  thy  waiting  servant  see 
The  shinings  of  thy  face. 

4  My  eyes  with  expectation  fail, 
My  heart  within  me  cries, 

'When  will  the  Lord  his  truth  fulfil, 
'  And  make  my  comforts  rise !' 

5  Look  down  upon  my  sorrows,  Lord, 
And  show  'hy  grace  the  same 

As  thou  art  ever  wont  t'  aflbrd 
To  those  that  love  thy  name. 

I  QT'Q  PSALM  38.  C.  M.  Graftoc, 

■  *^  *  *^  •      Guilt  of  Conscience  and  Relief. 

AMID  thy  wrath  remember  love. 
Restore  thy  ser/ant.  Lord ; 
Nor  let  a  father's  chastening  prove 
Like  an  avenger's  sword. 
2  Thine  arrows  stick  within  my  heart, 
My  flesh  is  sorely  prest ; 
Between  the  sorrow  and  the  smart 
My  spirit  finds  no  rest. 
p  3  My  sins  a  heavy  load  appear. 
And  o'er  my  head  are  gone ; 
Too  heavy  they  for  me  to  bear, 
Too  hard  for  me  t'  atone. 
4  My  thoughts  are  like  a  troubled  sea. 
My  head  still  bending  down  ; 
And  I  go  mourning  all  tlie  day 
Beneath  my  FHtfaer's  frown. 
15 


CHRISTIAN. 

5  Lord,  I  am  weak,  and  broken  .«ore, 

None  of  my  powers  are  whole  ; 
The  inward  angijiih  makes  me  roar, 
The  anguish  of  my  soiil. 

6  All  my  desire  to  thee  is  known, 

Thine  car  counts  every  tear, 
And  every  sigh  arid  every  groan 
Is  notic'd  by  thine  ear. 
/  7  Thou  art  my  God,  my  only  hope  ; 
My  God  will  hear  my  cry, 
My  God  will  bear  my  spirits  up 
When  Satan  bids  uie  die. 
OOQ  PSALM  107.  2d  Part  L.  M.       Sharon 

*-*^^*  Corrcctkn  for  Sin,  and  Release  ly  Prayer. 

FROM  age  to  age  exalt  his  name, 
God  and  his  grace  are  still  the  same  . 
He  fills  the  hungrj-  soul  with  food, 
And  feeds  the  poor  with  every  good. 

2  But  if  their  hearts  rebel  and  rise 
Against  the  God  that  rules  the  skies, 
If  ihey  reject  his  heavenb'^  word, 
And  shght  the  counsels  of  the  Lord  ; 

3  He'll  bring  their  spirits  to  tho  ground. 
And  no  deliverer  shall  be  found  ; 
Laden  with  grief  they  waste  their  breath 
In  daikness  and  the  shades  of  death. 

4  Then  to  the  Lord  they  raise  their  cries, 
He  makes  the  dawning  light  ari.se. 
And  scatters  all  that  dismal  siiade, 
That  hung  so  heavy  round  their  head. 

5  He  cuts  the  bars  of  brass  in  two. 

And  lets  the  smiling  prisoners  through  ; 
Takes  off  the  load  of  guilt  and  grief, 
And  gives  the  labouring  soul  reUef. 
/  6  0  may  the  sons  of  m.en  record 

The  wondrous  goodness  of  the  Lord ! 
How  great  his  works  1  ho^v  kind  his  ways ! 
Let  every  tongue  pronounce  his  praise. 
OQl  PSALM4.  L.  M.  Alfreton, 

OOX.  Hearing  of  Prayer ;  or,  God  onr  Portion, 
and  Christ  our  Hope. 
GOD  of  "race  and  rigliteousness, 
Hear  and  attend  when  I  complciin  ; 
Thou  hast  enlarged  me  in  distress. 
Bow  down  a  gracious  car  again. 
2  Ye  sons  of  men,  in  vain  ye  try 
To  turn  my  elory  into  shame ; 
How  long  will  scoiters  love  to  lie, 
And  dare  reproach  my  Saviour's  name ' 


O 


CHRISTIAN. 

3  Know  that  the.  Lord  divides  his  saints 
Fron,  all  the  tribes  of  mpn  beside  ; 
He  hears  the  cry  of  penitents 

For  the  dear  sake  of  Christ  that  died. 

4  When  our  obedient  hands  have  done 
A  thousand  works  of  rig-hteousness, 
We  put  our  trust  in  God  alone, 
And  glory  in  his  pardoning  grace. 

5  Let  the  unthinking  many  say, 

'  Who  will  bestow  some  earthly  good  V 
But,  Lord,  ihy  light  and  love  wc  pray, 
Our  souls  desire  this  heavenly  food. 
/  6  Then  shall  my  cheerftd  powers  rejoice 
At  grace  and  favour  so  divine  ; 
Nor  will  I  change  my  happy  choice 
For  all  their  corn,  and  all  their  wine. 

q,20      PSALM  85.  1st  Part.  L.  M.     Duke-strcet 
'^^  '^*  Waiting  for  an  Answer  to  Prayer. 

LORD,  thou  hast  call'd  thy  grace  to  mind, 
Thou  hast  revers'd  our  heavy  doom  : 
So  God  forgave  when  Israel  sinn'd. 
And  brought  his  wandering  captives  home. 
2  Thou  hast  begun  to  set  us  free, 
And  made  thy  fiercest  wrath  abate : 
Now  let  our  hearts  be  turn'd  lo  thee, 
And  thy  salvation  be  complete. 
/  3  Revive  our  dying  graces,  Lord, 
And  let  thy  saints  in  thee  rejoice  ; 
Make  known  thy  truth,  fulfil  ttiy  word, 
We  wait  for  praise  to  tune  our  voice. 
4  We  wait  to  hear  what  God  will  say ; 
He'll  siieak,  and  give  liis  people  peace : 
But  lot  them  loin  no  more  astray, 
Lest  hi3  returning  wrath  increase. 

PSALM  51.  3<1  Part.  L.  M.     Windham. 
The  Backslider  restored;  or.  Repentance  and 
Failh  in  the  Blood  of  Christ. 


383. 


OTHOU  that  hear'st  when  sinners  cry. 
Though  all  my  crimes  before  thee  lie. 
Behold  them  not  with  angry  look, 
But  blot  their  memory  from  thy  book. 

2  Create  my  nature  pure  witliin. 
And  form  my  soul  averse  lo  sin  : 
Let  thy  good  Spirit  ne'or  depart, 
Nor  hide  thy  presence  from  my  heart. 

3  I  cannot  live  without  thy  light, 

Cast  out  and  banish'd  from  thy  sight : 


CHRISTIAN. 
Thine  holy  joys,  my  God,  restore, 
And  guard  mu  that  I  fall  no  more. 

4  Though  I  have  griev'd  thv  Spirit,  Lord, 
His  help  and  comfort  still  atFord  : 
And  let  a  wretch  come  near  thy  throne 
To  plead  the  merits  of  thy  Son. 

5  A  broken  heart,  my  God,  my  King, 
Is  all  the  sacrifice  I  bring  ; 

The  God  of  grace  will  ne'er  despise 
A  broken  heart  for  sacritice. 
p  6  My  soul  lies  humbled  in  the  dust, 
And  owns  thy  dreadful  sentence  just : 
LooK^  down,  O  Lord,  with  pitying  eye. 
And  save  the  soul  condemn'tl  to  die. 
7  Then  will  I  teach  the  world  thy  ways  ; 
Sinners  shall  learn  tliy  sovereisn  grace  ; 
.    i  1    ^'"^"^  "-^  "^y  Saviour's  blood, 
And  they  shall  praise  a  pardoning  God. 
/  8  0  may  thy  love  inspire  my  tongue ! 
Salvation  shall  be  all  my  song  ; 
And  all  my  powers  shall  join  to  bless 
The  Lord,  my  strength  and  righteousness. 
384.  KYMN  95.  B.  2.  C.  3L  Walsa', 

•  Look  OR  Him  whom  they  pierced,  and  ')nour7^ 
TNFIXITE  grief!  amazing  wo! 
■■■  Behold  my  bleed mg  Lord  ; 
Hell  and  the  Jews  conspir'd  his  death, 
And  us'd  the  Roman  sword. 

2  O^!' the  sharp  pangs  of  smarting  pain 

My  dear  Redeemer  bore, 
When  knotty  whips  and  jagged  tboras 
His  sacred  body  bore ! 

3  But  knotty  whips  and  jaeged  thorns 

In  vain  do  I  accuse, 
la  vain  I  blame  the  Roman  bands. 
And  the  more  spiteful  Jews. 

4  'Twere  you,  my  sins,  my  cruel  sins, 

His  chiet  tormentors  were  ; 
Each  of  my  crimes  became  a  nail, 
And  unbelief  the  spear. 

5  "Twere  you  that  puli'd  the  vengeance  down 

■Upon  his  guiltless  head  : 
Break  break,  my  heart ;  o  burst,  mine  eyas, 
And  let  my  sorrows  bleed. 

6  Strike,  midity  grace,  my  flinty  soul, 
»    J  J  melting  waters  flow, 

And  deep  repentance  drown  mine  eves 
In  undissembled  wo. 


\ 


CHRISTIAN. 
OQ  K         PSALM  18,  1st  Part.  L.  M.        LeydeiL 
'-'^*-'*  Bdivcrarife  from  Despair;  or,  'ttmptaticvjs. 
overcome. 

THEE  will  \  love,  O  Lord,  my  strength, 
My  rock,  my  towar,  my  high  defence : 
Thy  mighty  f.r.n  shall  be  my  trust, 
For  I  have  fo-jiid  salvation  thence. 

2  Death,  and  tlx'  terrors  of  the  grave, 
Stood  round  ne  with  their  dismal  shade  , 
While  floods  of  high  temptations  rose, 
And  made  my  sinking  soul  afraid. 

3  I  saw  the  opening  gates  of  hell, 
With  endless  pams  and  sorrows  there, 
Which  none  but  they  that  leel  can  tell. 
While  I  was  harried  to  despair. 

p  \\n  my  distress  I  call'd  '  My  God !' 

When  I  could  scarce  believe  him  mine  ; 

He  bow'd  his  ear  to  my  complaint, 

Then  did  his  grace  appear  divine. 
/  5  [With  speed  he  flew  to  my  relief, 

As  on  a  cherub's  wing  he  rode  ; 

Awful  and  bright  as  lightning  shone 

The  face  of  my  deliverer  God. 

6  Temptations  fled  at  his  rebuke, 
The  blast  (jf  his  almighty  breath  ; 
He  sent  salvation  from  on  high. 

And  drew  me  from  the  deeps  of  death.] 

7  Great  were  my  fears,  my  foes  were  great, 
Much  was  their  strength,  and  more  their  rage  ; 
But  Christ,  my  Lord,  is  concjueror  still 

In  all  the  wars  that  devils  wage. 
/  8  My  song  for  ever  shall  record 
That  terrible,  that  joyful  hour  : 
And  give  the  glory  to  the  Lord 
Due  to  his  mercy  and  his  power. 
SRfi         PSALM  40.  1st  Part.  G.  M.  Lynn. 

^^*  ^  song  of  Deliver OTice  fromgrcai  Distress. 

I  WAITED  patient  for  the  Lord, 
He  bow'd  to  hear  my  cry  ; 
He  saw  me  resting  on  his  word, 
And  brought  salvation  nigh. 
2  He  rais'd  me,  from  a  horrid  pit. 
Where  mourning  long  I  lay. 
And  from  my  bonds  releas'd  my  feet, 
Deep  bonds  of  miry  clay. 
I  ?  Firm  on  a  rock  he  made  me  stand,' 
And  tauaht  my  cheerful  tongue 
To  praise  the  wonders  of  liis  hand, 
In  a  new  thankful  song. 


iJ^C 


CHRISTIAN. 
i  I'll  spread  his  works  of  grace  abroad ; 
The  saints  with  joy  shall  hear, 
And  sinners  learn  to  make  my  God 
Their  only  hope  and  fear. 

5  How  many  are  thv  thoughts  of  love  I 

Tliy  mercies,  Lord,  how  great! 
We  have  not  words  nor  hours  enoug!i 
Their  numbers  to  repeat. 

6  "When  I'm  afflicted,  poor,  and  low, 

And  light  and  peaje  depart. 

My  God  beholds  njy  heavy  wo. 

And  becLTs  me  on  ]js  heart. 

QQ'Y         PSAL3I  61.  ver.  1—6.  S.  M. 
*^^  •  •  Safet'j  iA  God. 

"IIT'HEN  overwhelm'd  with  grief 
•  '    My  heart  within  me  dies, 
Helpless  and  far  from  ail  relief 
To  heaven  I  lift  niLne  eyes. 

2  O  lead  me  to  the  rock 
That's  high  above  my  head, 

And  make  the  covert  of  thy  wiugs 
My  shelter  and  my  shade. 

3  "Within  thy  presence.  Lord, 
For  ever  I'll  r.bide  ; 

Thou  art  the  tower  of  my  defence. 
The  refuge  where  1  hide. 

4  Thou  givest  me  the  lot 

Of  those  that  tear  tky  name  ; 
If  endless  life  be  their  reward, 
I  shall  possess  the  same. 

388  HY3IN  50.  B.  2.  L.  M. 


W 


Comfort  uhdcr  Sorrows  and  Pains. 
OVt'  let  the  Lord  my  Saviour  smile, 
And  show  my  name  upon  his  heart, 
I  would  forget  my  pains  awhile. 
And  in  the  pleasure  lose  the  smart. 
p  2  But.  oh !  it  swells  my  sorrows  high 
To  Sc-e  my  blessed  Jesus  frown,  ~ 
My  spirits  sink,  my  comforts  die. 
And  ail  the  springs  of  life  are  down. 
p  3  Yet  why,  my  soul,  whv  these  complaints? 
Still  while  he  frowns,  his  bowels  move  ; 
Still  on  his  heart  he  bears  his  saints, 
And  feels  their  sorrows  and  his  love. 
4  My  namL  is  printed  on  his  breast. 
His  book  of  life  contains  my  name  ; 
I'd  rather  have  it  there  impress'd 
Than  in  the  bright  records  of  fame. 


389 


CHRISTIAN. 

5  When  the  last  fire  burns  all  things  here, 
Those  letters  shall  securely  stand, 
And  in  the  Lamb's  fair  book  appear 
Writ  by  th'  eternal  Father's  hand. 

6  Now  shall  my  minutes  smoothly  run, 
Wliilst  here  I  wail  my  Father's  will : 
My  rising  and  my  setting  sun 

Roll  gently  up  and  down  the  hill. 

HYMN  102.  B.  1.  L.  M.       Winchester. 
The  Bealilud-s,  Matt.  v.  2-12. 
[T>LE.?S'D  are  the  humble  souh  that  see 
-C*  Their  emptiness  and  poverty ; 
Treasures  of  grace  to  them  are  given, 
And  crowns  of  joy  laid  up  in  heaven.] 

2  [Bless'd  are  the  men  of  broken  heart. 
Who  mourn  for  sin  with  inward  smart ; 
The  blood  of  Christ  divinely  flows, 

A  heahng  balm  for  all  their  woes.] 

3  [Bless'd  are  the  meek,  who  stand  afixr 
From  rage  and  passion,  noise  and  war ; 
God  will  secure  tiieir  happy  state, 

And  plead  their  cause  against  the  great.] 

4  [Bless'd  are  the  souls  that  thirst  for  grace, 
Hunger  and  long  for  righteousness  ; 
They  shall  be  well  supplied,  and  fed 
AVith  living  streams  and  living  bread.] 

5  [Bless'd  are  the  men  whose  bowels  move 
And  melt  with  sympathy  and  love  ; 
From  Clirist  the  Lord  shall  they  obtain 
Like  sympathy  and  love  agam.J 

6  [Bless'd  are  the  pure,  whose  hearts  are  cleati 
From  the  defiling  power  of  sin  ; 

With  endless  pleasure  they  shall  see 
A  God  of  spotless  purity.] 

7  [Bless'd  are  the  men  of  peaceful  life. 
AVho  quench  the  coals  of  growing  strife  ; 
They  shall  be  call'd  the  heirs  of  bliss. 
The  sons  of  God,  the  God  of  peace.] 

8  [Bless'd  are  the  suflferers  who  partake 
Of  pain  a"nd  shame  for  Jesus'  sake  ; 
Their  souls  shall  triumph  in  the  Lord, 
Glory  and  joy  are  their  reward.] 

HYMN  43.  B.  1.  2d  Part.  L.  M.    Ralston. 
The  ChTiaiian  Treasure,  1  Cor.  iii.  21. 


390 


How  vast  the  treasure  we  possess  ! 
How  lich  thy  bounty,  King  of  grace  ! 
This  world  is  ours,  and  worlds  to  come  ; 
Eartli  is  our  lodge,  and  heaven  our  home. 


CHRISTIAN, 

2  All  things  are  ours,  the  gifts  of  God ; 
The  purchase  of  a  Saviour's  blood  : 
While  the  good  Spirit  shows  us  how 
To  use,  and  to  improve  them  too. 

3  If  peace  and  plenty  crown  my  days, 
They  help  me,  Lord,  to  speak  thy  praise : 
If  bread  of  sorrows  be  my  food, 

Those  sorrows  work  my  lasting  good. 

4  I  would  not  change  my  blest  estate 
For  all  the  world  calls  good  or  great : 
And  while  my  faith  can  keep  her  hold, 
I  envy  not  the  sinner's  gold. 

5  Father,  I  wait  thy  daily  will ; 
Thou  shall  divine  my  portion  still : 
Grant  me  on  earth  what  seems  thee  best, 
Till  death  and  heaven  reveal  the  rest. 

QQI  HYMN  53.  B.  2.  C.  M.  StephcE? 

*JC7X  .  j'^^  Pilgrimage  of  the  Saints;  or,  Eartk 
and  Heaven. 

LORD  !  what  a  wretched  land  is  this. 
That  yields  us  no  supply  ! 
No  cheering  fruits,  no  wholesome  trees, 
Nor  streams  of  linng  joy  ! 

2  But  pricking  thorns  through  all  the  ground. 

And  mortal  poisons  grow, 
And  all  the  rivers  that  are  found 
With  dangerous  waters  flow. 

3  Yet  the  dear  path  to  thine  abode 

Lies  through  this  horrid  land  ; 
Lord !  we  would  keep  ihe  heavenly  road. 
And  run  at  tl)y  command. 

4  [Our  souls  shall  tread  the  desert  through 

With  undiverted  feet ; 
And  faith  and  flan.iiig  zeal  sijbdue 
The  teiTors  that  we  meet] 

5  Our  journey  is  a  thorny  maze, 

But  we  march  upward  still ; 
Forget  the  troubles  of  the  ways, 
And  reach  at  Zion's  hill. 

6  [See  the  kind  angels  at  the  gates 

Inviting  us  to  come  ; 
There  Jesus  the  forerunner  waits 
To  welcome  travellers  home.] 

7  There  on  a  green  and  flowery  mount 

Our  weary  souls  shall  sit, 
And  with  transporting  joys  recount 
The  labours  of  our  feet. 
S  [No  vain  discourse  shall  fill  our  tongue, 
Nor  trifles  vex  our  ear, 


H^ 


CHRISTIAIV. 

Infinite  grace  shall  be  our  song, 
And  God  rejoice  to  hear.] 

9  Eternal  glory  to  the  King 

That  brought  us  safely  through  ; 
Our  tongue  shall  never  cease  to  sing, 
And  endless  praise  renevv. 
.)Q<^  HYMN  100.  B.  2.  L.  M.        Medway. 

OUAf  rpf^g  Presence  of  Christ  is  the  Life  of  my  Soul. 
\OVf  full  of  anguish  is  the  thought, 
How  it  distracts  and  tears  my  heart, 
J      If  God  at  last,  my  sovereign  Judge, 
Should  frown,  and  bid  my  soul  Depart ! 

2  Lord,  when  I  quit  this  earthly  stage, 
Where  shall  I  fly  but  to  thy  breast? 
For  I  have  sought  no  other  home  ; 
For  I  liave  leani'd  no  other  rest. 

3  I  cannot  live  contented  here, 
Without  some  glimpses  of  thy  face  ; 
And  heaven  without  thy  presence  there 
Would  be  a  dark  and  tiresome  place. 

4  When  earthly  cares  engross  the  day. 
And  hold  my  thoughts  aside  from  thee. 
The  shining  hours  of  cheerflil  light 
Are  long  and  tedious  years  to  me. 

5  And  if  no  evening  visit's  paid, 
Between  my  Saviour  and  my  soul, 
How  dull  the  night !  how  sad  the  shade  ! 
How  mournfully  the  minutes  roll  I 

6  This  flesh  of  mine  mi?ht  learn  as  soon 
To  live,  yet  part  with  all  my  blood  ; 
To  bnathe  when  vital  air  is  gone, 

Or  thrive  and  grow  without  my  food. 
/  7  [Christ  is  my  light,  my  life,  my  care. 
My  blessed  hope,  my  heavenly  prize, 
Dearer  than  all  iny  passions  are. 
My  limbs,  my  bowels,  or  my  eyes. 

8  The  strings  that  twine  about  my  heart, 
Tortures  and  racks  may  tear  them  off; 
But  they  can  never,  never  part 

With  their  dear  hold  of  Christ  my  love.] 

9  [My  God!  and  can  an  humble  child 
That  loves  thee  with  a  flame  so  high, 
Be  ever  from  thy  face  exil'd. 
Without  the  pity  of  thine  eye  1 

10  Impossible  I  For  thine  own  hands 
Have  tied  my  heart  so  fast  to  thee  ; 
And  in  thy  book  the  promise  stands. 
That  where  thou  an  thy  friends  must  be.l 


CHRISTIAN. 

QQq  HYMN54.  B.  2.  C.  M.        Lanesboro'. 

tJiJiJ*  Qg^.5  Presertce  is  Light  in  Darkruss. 

MY  God,  the  sprin"  of  all  mj'  joys, 
The  life  of  my  delights, 
The  glory  of  my  brightest  days, 
And  comfort  of  my  nights. 

2  In  darkest  shades  if  he  appear, 

IMy  dawning  is  begun  ; 
He  is  my  soul's  sweet  morniDg  star, 
And  he  my  risnig  sun. 

3  The  opening  heavens  around  me  sbinc 

With  beams  of  sacred  bbss, 
While  Jesus  shows  his  heart  is  mine. 

And  whispers  lam  fiis  ! 
f  4  My  soul  would  leave  this  heavy  clay 

At  that  transportmg  word, 
Run  up  with  joy  the  shining  way 

T'  embrace  my  dearest  Lord. 
I  5  Fearless  of  hell  and  ghastly  deaib, 

\\\  break  through  every  Ibe  ; 
The  wings  of  love  and  arms  of  faith 

Should  bear  me  conqueror  through. 

QQ  J^         PSALM  90.  3d  Part.  C.  M.  Chimi. 

Ot/T:.  BrcaMng  afur  Hzavcn. 

RETURN.  0  God  of  love,  return  ; 
Earth  is  a  tiresome  place  ; 
How  long  shall  w-e  thy  children  mourn 
Our  absence  from  thy  face  ; 

2  Let  heaven  succeed  our  painful  j'ears, 

Let  sin  and  sorrow  cease, 

And  in  proportion  to  our  tears 

So  make  our  joys  increase. 

3  Thy  wonders  to  thy  servant  show, 

JMakc  thy  own  work  complete, 
Then  shall  our  soul  thy  glory  know, 

And  own  thy  love  was  great. 
/  4  Then  shall  we  shine  before  thy  throne 

In  all  tliy  beauty,  Lord  ; 
And  the  poor  service  we  have  done 

Meet  a  divine  reward. 

HYMN  65.  B.  2.  C.  M.  Irish. 

The  Hope  of  Heaven  our  Support  under 
Trials  on  Earth. 


395, 


WHEN  I  can  read  my  title  dear 
To  mansions  in  the  skies, 
I  bid  farewell  to  every  fear, 
And  wipe  my  weeping  eyes. 


396 


SAINTS  AND  SINNERS. 

2  Should  earth  against  my  soul  engage, 

And  hellish  darts  be  hurl'd, 

Then  I  can  smile  at  Satan's  rage, 

And  face  a  frowning  world. 

3  Let  cares  like  a  wild  deluge  come, 

And  storms  of  sorrow  fall, 
May  I  but  safely  reach  my  home, 
My  God,  my  heaven,  my  all. 

4  There  shall  I  bathe  my  weary  soul 

In  seas  of  heavenly  rest, 
And  not  a  wave  of  trouble  roll 
Across  my  peaceful  breast. 

HYMN  117.  B.  2.  L.  M.      Castie-street. 
•  Living  and  dying  with  God  preseTiC. 

I  CANNOT  bear  thine  absence,  Lord, 
My  life  expires  if  thou  depart ; 
Be  titou,  my  heart,  still  near  my  God, 
And  thou,  my  God,  be  near  my  heart. 

2  I  was  not  born  for  earth  or  sin. 
Nor  can  I  live  on  things  so  vile  ; 
Yet  I  would  stay  my  Father's  tmie. 
And  hope  and  wail  for  heaven  a  while. 

3  Then,  dearest  Lord,  in  thine  embrace 
Let  me  resign  my  fleeting  breath, 
And  with  a  smile  upon  my  face 
Pass  the  important  hour  of  death. 


SAINTS  AND  SINNERS. 

Ony  PSALM  1.  L.  M.  Islington. 

tJt7  4  •  yfte  difference  between  the  Righteous  and  Ihc 
Wicked. 


HAPPY  the  man,  whose  cautious  feet 
Shun  the  broad  way  that  sinners  go, 
Who  hates  the  place  where  atheists  meet, 
And  fears  to  talk  as  scoffers  do. 

2  He  loves  to  employ  his  morning  light 
Amongst  the  statutes  of  the  Lord  ; 
And  spends  the  wakeful  hours  of  night 
With  pleasure  pondering  o'er  the  word. 

3  He,  like  a  plant  by  gentle  streams, 
Shall  flourish  in  immortal  green  ; 

And  heaven  wiH  shine  with  kindest  beams 
On  every  work  hi?  hands  begin. 

4  But  sinners  find  their  counsels  crost : 
As  chaft'  before  the  tempest  flies, 

So  shall  their  hopes  be  blown  and  lost, 
When  the  last  trumpet  shakes  the  skies. 


SAD^TS  AND  SINNERS. 

5  In  vain  the  rebel  seeks  to  stand 
Jn  judgment  with  the  pious  race ; 

The  dreadful  Judge  with  stem  command 
Divides  him  to  a  different  place. 

6  '  Straight  is  the  way  my  saints  have  trod, 
'  I  blest  the  path  and  drew  it  plain  ; 

'  But  you  would  choose  the  crooked  read, 
'And  down  it  leads  to  endless  pain.' 
OQQ  PSALM  1.  S.  M.  Pentom-illc 

'-f^y^'  The  Saijit  happj,  the  Sinner  miserable. 

THE  man  is  ever  blest 
Who  shuns  the  sinners'  ways, 
Among  their  counsels  never  standi, 
Nor  takes  the  scorner's  place. 

2  But  makes  the  law  of  God 
His  study  and  debght, 

Amidst  the  labours  of  the  day, 
And  watches  of  the  night. 

3  He  hke  a  tree  shall  thrive, 
With  waters  near  the  root ; 

Fresh  as  the  leaf  his  name  shall  live, 
His  works  are  heavenly  fruit. 

4  Not  so  th'  ungodly  race, 
They  no  such  blessings  find  ; 

Their  hopes  shall  dee  lilie  empty  chaff 
Before  the  driving  wind. 

5  How  will  they  bear  to  stand 
Before  that  judgment-seat, 

Where  all  the  sauits  at  Christ's  right  hand 
In  full  assembly  meet? 

6  He  knows,  and  he  approves, 
The  way  the  righteous  go  ; 

But  sinners  and  their  worKs  shall  meet 
A  dreadful  overthrow. 

PSALM  119.  1st  Part.  C.  AL       Winter 


399 


The  Blessedness  of  Sainls,  arul  Misery  of 
Sinners. 

BLEST  are  the  undefil'd  in  heart. 
Whose  ways  are  right  and  clean  ; 
Who  never  from  thy  law  depart. 
But  fly  from  every  sin. 

2  Blest  are  the  men  that  keep  thy  word. 

And  practise  thy  commands  ; 
With  their  whole  heart  they  seek  the  Lord, 
And  serve  thee  with  their  hands. 

3  Great  is  their  ppace  who  love  thy  law ! 

HoH  firm  their  souls  abide  ! 
Nor  can  a  bold  temptation  draw 
Their  steady  feet  aside. 


400 


SAINTS  AND  SINNERS. 

4  Then  shall  my  heart  have  inward  joy 

And  keep  my  face  from  shame, 
When  all  thy  statutes  I  obey, 
And  honour  all  thy  name. 

5  But  haughty  sinners  God  will  hate. 

The  proud  .<!hall  die  accurst ; 
The  sons  of  falsehood  and  deceit 
Are  trodden  to  the  dust 

6  Vile  as  the  dross  the  wicked  are  ; 

And  those  that  leave  thy  ways. 
Shall  see  salvation  from  afar, 
But  never  taste  thy  grace. 

PSALM  1.  C.  M.  Baldwm. 

The  Righteous  ariA  the  Wicked. 

BLEST  is  the  man  who  shuns  the  place 
Where  sinners  love  to  meet  ; 
Who  fears  to  tread  their  wicked  ways, 
And  hates  the  scoffer's  seat. 

2  But  in  the  statutes  of  the  Lord 

Has  plac'd  his  chief  delight ; 
By  day  he  reads  or  hears  the  word, 
Ann  meditates  by  night. 

3  [He  like  a  plant  of  generous  kind. 

By  living  waters  set, 
Safe  from  the  storms  and  blasting  wind 
Enjoys  a  peaceful  state.] 

4  Green  as  the  leaf  and  ever  fair 

Shall  his  profession  shine, 

While  fruits  of  holiness  appear 

Like  clusters  on  the  vine. 

5  Not  so  the  impious  and  unjust ; 

Whijit  vain  designs  they  form ! 
Their  hopes  are  blown  away  like  dust, 
Or  chaff  before  the  storm. 

6  Sinners  in  judgment  shall  not  stand 

Amongst  the  sons  of  grace, 
When  Christ  the  Judge,  at  his  right  hand. 
Appoints  his  saints  a  place. 

7  His  eye  beholds  the  path  they  tread. 

His  heart  approves  it  well ; 
But  crooked  ways  of  sinners  lead 
Down  to  the  gates  of  hell. 

PSALM  37.  .3d  Part.  C.  M,        Overton. 
Thi  same. 
lyrY  God,  the  steps  of  pious  men 
-I-'-*-  Are  order'd  by  thy  will ; 
Though  they  should  full,  they  rise  again, 
Thy  hand  supports  them  still. 


401 


SAINT8  AND  SEVNERS. 

2  The  Lord  delights  to  see  their  ways, 

Tlieir  \iriue  he  approves  ; 
He'll  ne'er  deprive  them  of  his  grace, 
Nor  leave  the  men  he  loves. 

3  The  heavenly  heritase  is  theirs, 

Their  portion  and  their  home  ; 
He  feeds  them  now,  and  makes  them  heirs 
Of  blessings  Ion?  to  come. 

4  Wait  on  the  Lord,  ye  sons  of  men, 

?vor  fear  when  tyrants  frown  ; 
Ye  shall  confess  their  pride  wa"  vain, 
When  justice  casts  them  down. 

PAUSE. 

5  The  haiirhty  sinner  have  I  seen. 

Not  fearing  nian  nor  God. 
Like  a  tall  bay-tree  fair  and  green, 
Spreading  his  arms  abroad. 

6  And  lo!  he  vanish'd  from  the  ground, 

De?troy'd  by  hands  unseen  ; 
Nor  root,  nor  branch,  nor  leaf  was  found, 
Where  all  that  pride  had  been. 

7  But  mark  the  man  of  righteousness, 

His  several  steps  attend  ; 
True  pleasure  runs  through  all  his  ways. 
And  peaceful  is  his  end. 


402 


PSALM  37.  1st  Part  C.  M.       Geneva. 
Tke  Rewards  of  the  Righteous  and  the  Wicked 
"ll/'HY  should  I  vex  my  soul,  and  fret 
'  '    To  see  the  wicked  rise? 
Or  envy  sinners  Wiixing  great 
By  violence  and  lies  ? 


;)  2  As  flowery  grass,  cut  down  at  noon, 
Before  the  evening  fades, 
So  shall  their  glories  vanish  soon 
In  everlasting  shades. 
/  3  7'hen  let  me  make  the  Lord  my  crust, 
,  And  practise  all  that's  good  ; 
So  shall  I  dwell  among  the  just, 
And  he'll  provide  me  food. 

4  I  to  my  God  my  ways  commit. 

And  cheerful  wait  his  will ; 
Thy  hand,  which  guides  my  doubtful  feet, 
Shall  my  desires  fulhl. 

5  Mine  innocence  shait  thou  display. 

And  make  thy  judgments  known. 
Fair  as  the  light  of  dawning  day, 
And  glorious  as  the  noon. 


i 


SAINTS  AND  SINNERS. 
6  The  meek  at  last  the  earth  possess, 
And  are  the  heirs  of  heaven  ; 
True  riches,  with  abundant  peace, 
To  humble  souls  are  given. 


O 


JLf\C>         PSALM  94.  1st  Part.  C.  M.       Georgia. 
T^l/O  .  Saints  chastised,  and  Sinners  destroyed. 
GOD,  lo  whom  revenge  belongs, 
Proclaim  thy  wrath  aloud  ; 
Let  sovereign  power  redress  our  wrongs, 
Let  judtice  smite  the  proud. 
52  They  say.  The  Lord  nor  sees  nor  hears; 
When  will  the  fools  be  wise  1 
Can  he  be  deuf  who  form'd  their  ears  1 
Or  blind,  who  made  then-  eyes  ? 

3  He  knows  their  impious  thoughts  are  vain, 
And  they  shall  feel  his  power ; 

His  wrath  shall  pierce  their  souls  With  pain 
In  some  surprising  hour. 

4  But  if  thy  saints  descr/e  rebuke. 
Thou  hast  a  gentler  rod  ; 

Thy  providences  and  thy  book 
Shall  make  them  know  their  God. 

5  Blest  is  the  man  thy  hands  chastise, 
And  to  his  duty  draw  ; 

Thy  scourges  make  thy  children  wise 
When  ihcy  forget  thy  law. 

6  But  God  wiU  ne'er  cast  off  his  saints. 
Nor  his  own  promi.«e  break ; 

[|     *      He  pardons  his  inheritance 

For  their  Redeemer's  sake. 
J^rkJ^  PSAL.M  U.  L.  M.  Fountaiiv. 

^\J^*  God  loves  the  Righteous,  and  hates  the  Wicked. 

My  refuge  is  the  God  of  love : 
Why  do  my  foes  insult  and  cry, 
'  Ply  like  a  timorous  trembling  dove, 
'  To  distant  woods  or  mountains  fly  V 

2  If  government  be  all  destroy'd, 
(That  fii-m  foundation  of  our  peace,) 
And  violence  make  justice  void. 
Where  shall  the  righteous  seek  redress? 

3  The  Lord  in  heaven  has  fix'd  his  throne, 
His  eyes  survey  the  world  below  ; 

To  him  all  mortal  things  are  known, 
His  eyelids  search  our  spirits  through. 

4  If  he  afflicts  his  saints  so  far 

To  prove  their  love,  and  try  their  grace, 
What  may  the  bold  transgressors  fear': 
His  very  soul  abhors  their  ways. 


SAINTS  A\D  SINNERS, 
s  5  On  impious  \vretches  he  shall  rain 

Tempests  of  brimstone,  fire,  and  death, 
Such  as  lie  Itindled  on  the  plain 
Of  Sodom,  with  liis  an^y  breath. 
6  The  righieous  Lord  ioves  rigliteous  souls, 
Whose  thoughts  and  actions  are  sincere; 
And  with  a  gracious  eye  beholds 
Tne  men  that  his  own  image  bear. 

4Q5  PSALM  17.  S.  M.  Olur-rtl 

^  •   Portion  of  Saints  aiid  Sinners. 

\  KISE,  my  gracious  God, 
rr..        And  make  the  wicked  flee  ; 
m^  are  but  thy  chastising  rod 
To  drive  thy  saints  to  thee. 
7>  2     Behold  the  sinner  dies, 

His  haughty  words  are  vain  ; 
Here  in  this  hfe  his  pleasure  lies. 
And  all  beyond  is  pain. 

3  Then  let  his  pride  advance, 
And  boast  of  ail  his  store  ; 

The  Lord  is  my  inheritance, 
iMy  soul  can  wi§h  no  more. 

4  I  shall  behold  the  face 
Of  my  lbrgi\ing  God, 

And  stand  complete  in  riirhteou.'ness, 
M  ash'd  in  my  Saviour's  blood. 
f  5     ^^L^i'e's  a  new  heaven  begun, 
\v  hen  i  awake  from  death, 
Brest  in  the  likeness  of  thy  Son, 
And  draw  immortaJ  breath. 

406.  rr,   J^^}'^J  ''■  ^-  ^^-  tlingtoa 

i  he  Sinn^.r's  Portion  and  Saint's  Hoi&. 

1  P^^h^'^"^  ^'''"e  :  but  thou  wilt  provf 
^  My  faith  my  patience,  and  my  love  ; 
When  men  of  spite  against  me  join, 
They  are  the  sword,  the  hand  is  thine. 

2  Their  hope  and  portion  lie  below; 

J  IS  all  the  happiness  fhev  know, 
7n^  ?'' "'ey  seek  ;  they  take  their  sharps. 
And  leave  the  rest  among  their  heirs. 

3  What  sinners  value.  I  resign  ■ 

TcKoIi'k^'^m"!''  'f;?t '■'""  art  mine  : 
I  shall  behold  thy  blissful  face, 
And  stand  complete  in  riehteousne's 

?  ^  1]T}^^u^^I^^'^;?^^  empty  show  ; 
/     But  the  bright  world  to  which  I  go 

Hath  joys  SHbscantial  and  sincere  ; 

When  shall  I  wake,  and  find  me  thor^i 


SAINTS  AND  SINNERS. 
7  5  0  glorious  hour !  O  blest  abode ! 

I  shall  be  near  and  like  my  God  ! 

And  flesh  and  sin  no  more  control 

The  sacred  pleasures  of  the  soul. 
p  6  My  fleah  shall  slumber  In  the  ground 

Till  the  last  trumpet's  joyful  sound ; 
I      Then  burst  the  chains  with  sweet  surprise, 

And  in  my  Saviour's  image  rise. 

I4O7  PSALM  149.  C.  M.  ArunfioL 

iTTVy  4  •  pj-njse  Qod,  all  his  Saints ;  Saints  judging 
the  World. 
I       \  LL  ye  that  love  the  Lord,  rejoice, 
-^*-  And  let  your  songs  be  new  , 
Amidst  the  church  with  cheerful  voice 
His  later  wonders  show. 

2  The  Jews,  the  people  of  his  grace, 

Shall  their  Redeemer  sing  ; 
And  Gentile  nations  join  the  praise, 
'       While  Zion  owns  her  King. 

3  The  Lord  takes  pleasure  in  the  just. 

Whom  sinners  treat  with  scorn  ; 
p     The  meek  that  lie  despis'd  in  dust 
Salvation  shall  adorn. 

4  Saints  should  be  joyful  in  tbeii'  King, 

E'en  on  a  dyinx  bed  ;        - 
And  like  the  souls  in  glory-sing, 

For  God  shall  raise  the  dead. 
a  6  Then  his  high  praise  shall  fill  their  tongues, 

Their  liands  shall  wield  the  sword  : 
And  vengeance  shall  attend  their  songs. 

The  vengeance  of  the  Lord. 

«  6  When  Christ  his  judgment-seat  ascends, 
And  bids  the  world  appear, 
Thrones  are  prenar'd  for  all  his  friends. 
Who  humbly  lo\'d  him  here. 

7  Then  shall  they  rule  with  iron  rod 

Nations  that  dar'd  rebel ! 
And  join  the  sentence  ol  their  God 
On  tyrants  doom'd  to  hell. 

8  The  royal  sinners  bound  in  chains 

New  triumph  shall  att'ord  ; 
Such  honour  for  the  saints  remains : 
Praise  ye,  and  love  the  Lord. 

16 


WORSHIP. 

PRIVATE   WORSHIP. 

AfiQ  HYMN  12-2.  B.  2.  L.  31.    Duke-street. 

^^^'  Retirement  and  Medilation. 

MY  God,  permit  me  not  to  be 
A  Stranger  to  myself  and  thee ; 
Amidst  a  thousand  thoughts  I  rove, 
Forgetful  of  my  highest  love. 

2  Why  should  my  passions  mix  with  earth, 
And  thus  debase  my  heavenly  birth? 
Why  should  I  cleave  to  things  below, 
And  let  my  God,  my  Sa\iour  go? 

3  Call  me  away  from  flesh  and  sense, 
One  scnereign  word  can  call  me  thence  ; 
I  would  obey  the  voice  divine, 

And  all  inferior  joj-s  resign. 
y  4  Be  earth  with  all  her  scenes  withdrawn, 

Let  noise  and  vanity  be  gone  ; 

In  secret  silence  of  the  mind 

My  heaven,  and  there  my  God  I  find. 
40Q         PSALM  119.  2d  Part.  C.  M.  Baby 

*-^*-'*  Secret  Devotion  and  Sririiual-mindedTvess. 

TO  thee,  before  the  dawning  light, 
3Iy  gracious  God,  I  pray  : 
I  mediiate  thy  name  by  niglit, 
And  keep  thy  law  by  day. 
V  2  My  spirit  faints  to  see  thy  grace, 
Thy  promise  bears  mc  up  ; 
And  while  salvation  long  delays, 
Thy  word  supports  my  hope. 

3  Seven  times  a  day  I  lift  my  hands, 

And  pay  my  thanks  to  thee  ; 
Thy  righte.  us  providence  demands 
Repeated  praise  from  me. 

4  "When  midnight  darkness  veils  the  skies, 

I  call  thy  works  to  mind  ; 
My  thoughts  in  warm  devotion  rise, 
And  sweet  acceptance  find. 
4-10  PSAL.AI  55.  S.  M.  Watcomai 

"XXV/.  Bangerotis  Prosjcrity ;  or,  daily  Devotion 
encouragtd. 

LET  sinners  take  tiuir  course, 
And  choose  their  road  to  death  ; 
But  in  the  worship  of  my  God 
I'll  spend  my  daily  breath. 


PRIVATE  WORSHIP. 
■2     My  thoughts  address  his  throne 
„,.       ,   ,'?°'T'"?  ^^"Ss  the  light; 
I  Ji  seek  his  blessing  every  noon, 
And  pay  my  vows  at  night. 

3  Thou  wilt  regard  ray  cries, 
0  my  eternal  God, 

While  sinners  perish  in  surprise 
Beneath  thine  angry  rod. 

4  Because  they  dwell  at  ease, 
And  no  sad  changes  feel, 

They  neither  fear  nor  trust  thy  name. 
Nor  learn  to  do  thy  will. 

5  But  I,  %vith  all  my  cares, 
Will  lean  upon  tlie  Lord, 

I'll  cast  my  burdens  on  his  arm, 
And  rest  upon  his  word. 

6  His  arm  shall  well  sustain 
The  children  of  his  love  ; 

The  ground  on  which  their  safety  stands 
^lO  earthly  power  can  move. 
til.  P5ALM  26.  L.  M.  Broadmead. 

Stlf-examimvon;  or,  Evidences  of  Grace. 
JUDGE  me,  0  Lord,  and  prove  my  ways, 
ir  4".'l"'>'  "'y  '■f'n3,  and  trv  my  heart ; 
My  taitn  upon  thy  promise  stay.') 
Nor  from  thy  law  my  feet  depart. 

2  I  hate  to  walk,  I  hate  to  sit. 
With  men  of  vanity  and  lies  ; 
The  scoffer  and  the  hypocrite 
Are  the  abhorrence  of  mine  eyes. 

3  ^jnongst  thy  saints  will  I  appear, 
With  hands  well  wash'd  in  innocence  : 
But  when  I  stand  before  thy  bar. 

The  blood  of  Christ  is  my  defence. 

4  I  love  thy  habitation,  Lord, 

The  temple  where  thine  honours  dwell : 
There  shall  I  hear  thine  holy  word, 
And  there  thy  works  of  wonder  tell. 

5  Let  not  my  soul  he  join'd  at  Tsst 
With  men  of  treachery  and  blood, 
bmce  I  rny  days  on  earth  have  past 
Among  the  saints,  and  near  my  God. 


FAMILY  WORSHIP. 

AlO  PSAL3I 101.  C.  M.  BiaiDtree. 

^^'^*  A  Psalm  f-jT  a  Mast^  of  a  Family. 

OF  ju.stice  and  of  £:rac,e  I  sing, 
And  pay  my  God  my  vows  ; 
Thy  grace  and  justice,  heavealy  King, 
Teach  me  to  rule  my  house. 

2  Now  to  my  tent,  0  God,  repair. 

And  make  thy  servant  wise  ; 

I'll  suffer  nothing  near  me  there 

That  shall  offend  thine  eyes. 

3  The  man  that  doth  his  neighbour  wTongr, 

By  falsehood  or  by  force. 
The  scornful  eye,  the  slanderous  tongue, 
I'll  thrust  them  from  my  doors. 

4  I'll  seek  the  faithful  and  the  just, 

And  will  their  help  enjoy  ; 
These  are  the  friends  that  I  shall  trust, 
The  servants  I'll  employ. 

5  The  wTetch,  that  deals  in  sly  deceit, 

I'll  not  endure  a  night ; 
The  liar's  tongue  I'll  ever  hate, 
And  banish  from  my  sight. 

6  I'll  purge  my  family  around. 

And  make  the  wicked  flee  : 
So  shall  my  house  be  ever  found 
A  dwelling  fit  for  thee. 

J_-|  O  PSALM  127.  L.  M.       Castle-street 

^-■-  '-'•  Business  and  Comforts  of  Life  enjoyed. 

IF  God  succeed  not,  all  the  cost 
And  pains  to  build  the  house  are  lost : 
If  God  the  city  will  not  keep, 
The  watchful  guards  as  well  may  sleep. 

2  What  if  you  rise  before  the  sun. 
And  work  and  toil  when  da/  is  done. 
Careful  and  sparing  eat  your  bread, 
To  shun  that  poverty  you  dread  ; 

3  'Tis  all  in  vain,  till  God  hath  blest ; 
He  can  make  rich,  yet  give  us  rest: 
Children  and  friends  are  blessings  too, 
If  God  our  aovercign  maku  them  so. 

/    4  Happy  the  man  to  whom  he  sends 
Obedient  children,  f:iiihful  friends  : 
How  sweet  our  daily  comforts  prove. 
When  they  are  season'd  with  his  love. 


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FAMILY  WORSHIP. 
4-14  PSALM  127.  C.  M.  Medfield. 

■'■-'•■"■•  God  allin  all. 

IF  God  to  build  the  house  deny, 
The  builders  work  in  vain  ; 
And  towns  witliout  his  wakeful  eye, 
A  useless  watch  maintain. 

2  Before  the  morning  beams  arise, 

Your  painful  work  renew, 
And  tdi  the  stars  ascend  the  skies, 
Your  tiresome  toil  pursue. 

3  Short  be  y<jur  sleep,  and  coarse  your  fare  ; 

In  vain,  till  God  has  blest ; 
But  if  his  smiles  attend  your  care, 
You  shall  have  food  and  rest. 

4  Nor  children,  relatives,  nor  friends, 

Shall  real  blessings  prove, 
Nor  all  the  earthly  joys  he  sends, 
If  sent  without  his  love. 

PSALM  123.  C.  M.  Devizes. 

•  FaJiiily  blessings. 

O  HAPPY  man  whose  soul  is  fill'd 
With  zeal  and  reverend  awe  ! 
His  lips  to  God  their  honours  yield, 
His  life  adorns  the  law. 

2  A  careful  providence  shall  stand, 

And  ever  guard  thy  head, 
Shall  on  the  labours  of  thy  hand 
Its  kindly  blessings  shed. 

3  [Thy  wife  shall  be  a  fruitful  vine ; 

Thy  children  round  thy  board 

Each  like  a  plant  of  honour  shine. 

And  learn  to  fear  the  Lord.  J 

4  The  Lord  sIimU  thy  best  hopes  fulfil 

For  mouths  and  years  to  come  ; 

The  Lord  who  dwells  on  Zion's  hill 

Shall  send  thee  blessings  home. 

5  This  is  the  man  whose  happy  eyes 

Shall  see  his  house  increase, 
Shall  se,!  the  sinking  church  arise, 
Then  leave  the  world  in  peace. 
^1  g  PSALM  133.  S.  M.  Shirland. 

•  Love  and  Worship  in  a  Family. 
"DLEST  are  the  sons  of  prface, 

JL*  Whose  hearts  and  hopes  are  one, 
Whose  kmd  designs  to  serve  and  please 
Throu^'h  all  their  actions  run. 
2  Blest  is  the  pious  house 

Where  zeal  and  I'ricndship  meet, 


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PUBLIC  WORSHIP. 

Their  songs  of  piaise,  their  mingled  vowB, 
JIake  their  coniniunion  sweet. 

3  Thus  when  on  Aaron's  head 

They  poured  the  rich  perfume, 
The  oil  through  all  his  raiment  spread, 
And  pleasure  tiil'd  the  room. 

4  Thus  on  liie  heavenly  hills 

The  saints  are  blest  above, 
Where  joy  like  morning  dew  distils, 
And  all  the  air  is  love. 
PSALM  133.  S.  P.  M.  or  6.  6.  8,      Wors 
The  Bkssbigs  of  Friendship. 
OW  pleasant  'tis  to  see 
Kindred  and  friends  agree 
Each  in  their  proper  station  move, 
And  each  fulfil  thfir  part 
With  sympathizing  lit- art, 
In  aril  the  cares  of  lite  and  love ! 

2  'Tis  like  the  ointment  shed 
On  Aaron's  sacred  head, 

Divinely  rich,  divinely  sweet ; 

The  oil,  through  all  the  room, 

Ditfus'd  a  choice  perfume, 
Ran  through  his  robes,  and  blest  Ids  feet. 

3  Like  fruitful  showers  of  rain. 
That  water  ail  the  plain, 

Descending  from  the  neighbouring  hills  ; 

Such  streams  of  pleasure  roll 

Through  every  friendly  soul 
AVhere  love  like  heavenly  '^w  distUs. 


H^ 


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PUBLIC  WORSHIP. 

PSALM  122.  C.  M.  Christmas. 

•  Going  to  Church. 

Hew  did  my  lieart  rejoice  to  hear 
JNIy  friends  devoutly  say, 
'  In  Zion  let  us  all  appear, 
And  keep  the  solemn  day !' 
S  I  love  her  gates,  I  love  the  road  ; 
The  church,  adorn'd  with  grace. 
Stands  like  a  palace  built  for  God 
To  show  his  milder  face. 

3  Up  to  her  courts  with  joys  unknown 

The  holy  tribes  repair : 
The  Son  of  David  holds  his  throne. 
And  sits  in  judgment  there. 

4  He  hears  our  praises  and  complaints  ; 

And  while  his  awful  voice 


419 


H^ 


420 


PUBLIC  WORSHIP. 

Divides  the  sinners  from  the  saints, 
We  tremble  and  rejoice. 

5  Peace  be  within  tliis  sacred  place, 

And  joj'  a  constant  guest ! 
With  holy  gif^^  and  heavenly  grace 
Be  her  attendants  blest ! 

6  My  soul  shall  pray  for  Zion  still, 

While  life  or  breath  remains  ; 
There  my  best  friends,  my  kindred  dwell, 
There  God  my  Saviour  reigns. 

PSALM  122.  S.  P.  M.  6.  6.  8.        Dalston. 
The  same. 
OW  pleas'd  and  blest  was  I 
To  hear  the  people  cry, 
'  Come,  let  us  seek  our  God  to- day !' 
Yes,  with  a  cheerful  zeal, 
We  haste  to  Zion's  hill, 
And  there  our  vows  and  honours  pay. 

2  Zion,  thrice  happy  place, 
Adorn'd  with  wondrous  grace. 

And  walls  of  strength  embrace  thee  round ! 

In  thee  our  tribes  appear 

To  piay,  and  praise,  and  hear 
The  sacred  gospel's  joyful  soimd. 

3  There  David's  greater  Son 
Has  fix'd  his  royal  throne. 

He  sits  for  grace  and  judgment  there  ; 

He  bids  the  saints  be  glad, 

He  makes  the  sinner  sad, 
And  humble  souls  rejoice  with  fear. 

4  May  peace  attend  thy  gate, 
And  joy  within  thee  wait 

To  bloss  the  soul  of  every  guest. 

The  man  that  seeks  thy  peace, 

And  wishes  thine  increase, 
A  thousand  blessings  on  him  rest ! 

5  My  tongue  repeats  her  vows, 

'  Peace  to  this  sacred  house!' 
For  here  my  friends  and  kmdred  dwell; 
And  since  my  glorious  God 
afakes  thee  his  blest  abode. 
My  soul  .shall  ever  love  thee  well. 

PSALM  134.  C.  M.  Dublin. 

Daily  and  nightly  Devotion. 
"VTE  that  obey  the  immortal  Ivang, 

■■•    Attend  his  holy  place, 
Bow  to  the  glories  of  his  power, 
And  bless  his  wondrous  grace ; 


PUBLIC  WORSHIP. 

2  Lift  up  your  hands  by  morning  light, 

And  send  your  souls  on  high  ; 
Raise  your  admiring  thoughts  by  niglit 
Above  the  starry  sity. 
/  3  Tlie  God  of  Zion  cheers  our  .learts 
With  rays  of  quickening  grace  ; 
The  God  that  spreads  the  heavens  abroad, 
And  rules  the  ssveihogseas. 
Ac^  -t       PSALM  S9.  2d  Part.  C.  M.  London. 

t:-^  X  •  The  Power  and  Majesty  of  God. 
P     TyiTH  reverence  let  the  saints  appear 
»/    And  bow  before  the  Lord, 
His  high  commands  with  reverence  hear, 
And  tremble  at  his  word. 
^  How  terrible  thy  glories  be ! 

How  bright  thine  armies  shine ! 
Where  is  the  power  that  vies  with  thee? 
Or  truth  compar'd  with  thine? 

3  The  northern  pole  and  southern  rest 

On  thy  supporting  hand  ; 
Darkness  and  day  from  ea<t  to  west 
Move  round  at  thy  command. 

4  Thy  words  the  raging  winds  control, 

And  rule  the  l>oislerous  deep  ; 
Thou  mak'st  the  sleeping  biilows  roll. 
The  rolling  billows  sleep. 

5  Heaven,  earth,  and  air,  and  sea  are  thine.- 

And  the  dark  world  of  hell : 
How  did  thy  arm  in  vengeance  shine 
When  Egypt  durst  rebel ! 

6  Justice  and  jiidgment  are  thy  throne, 

Yet  wondrous  is  thy  grace  ; 
While  truth  and  mercy  join'd  in  one 
Invite  us  near  thy  face. 

HYMN  103.  B.  2.  C.  M.  Victory. 

AcFss  10  the  throm  of  Grace  by  a  MedkUar. 

COME,  let  us  lift  our  joyful  eyes  ,     Jm 

Up  the  courts  above,  WM 

And  smile  to  see  our  Father  there  '" 

Upon  a  ihrone  of  love. 
s  2  Once  'twas  a  seat  of  dreadful  wrath. 
And  shot  dovonrins  flame  ; 
Our  Got!  appear'd  coimming  Jire, 
And  vengeance  was  his  pame. 
3  Rich  were  the  drops  of  Jesus'  blood 
That  ralm'd  his  frowning  face, 
That  sprmkled  o'er  the  burning  throne, 
And  lurn'd  the  wrath  to  grace. 


422. 


^1 

PUBLIC  WORSHIP. 

4  Now  we  may  bow  before  liis  feet, 

And  venture  near  the  Lord  ; 

No  fiery  cherub  guards  his  seat, 

Nor  double  flaming  sword. 

5  The  peacel'ui  gates  of  heavenly  bliss 

Are  open'd  by  his  Son  ; 
I      Hish  let  us  raise  our  notes  of  praise, 

And  reach  th'  almighty  throne. 
I  6  To  thee  ten  thousand  thanks  we  bring, 
Great  Advocate  on  Jii;<h  ; 
And  glory  be  to  th'  eternal  King 
That  lays  lus  fury  by. 
J_QQ  HYMN  43.  B.  2.  L.  M.        Effingham. 

t:,*'0.  God's  CoTidescension  to  our  Worship. 

THY  favours,  Lord,  surprise  our  souls  ; 
Will  the  Eternal  dwell  witu  us  ? 
What  canst  thou  find  beneath  the  poles 
To  tempt  thy  chariot  downward  thus? 
2  Still  might  he  fill  his  starry  throne, 
And  please  his  ear.s  with  Gabriel's  songs  ; 
But  heavenly  majesty  comes  down. 
And  bows  to  hearken  to  our  tongues. 
s  3  Great  God  !  what  poor  returns  we  pay 
For  love  so  infinite  as  thine  ! 
Words  are  but  air,  and  tongues  but  clay. 
But  thy  compassion's  all  divine. 

PSALM  34.  1st  Part.  L.  M.      Park-street 
The  Pleasure  of  public  Worship. 


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How  pleasant,  how  divinely  fair, 
0  Lord  of  hosts,  thy  dwellings  are! 
With  long  desire  my  spirit  faints 
To  meet  t)i'  assemblies  of  thy  saints, 
p  2  My  flesh  would  rest  in  thine  abode, 
My  panting  heart  cries  out  for  God ; 
My  God  !  my  King !  why  should  I  be 
So  far  from  all  my  joys  and  thee ! 

3  The  sparrow  chooses  where  to  rest, 
And  for  her  young  provides  her  nest ; 
But  will  my  God  to  sparrows  grant 
That  pleasure  which  his  children  want? 

4  Blest  are  the  saints  who  sit  on  high. 
Around  thy  throne  of  majesty  ; 
Thy  brightest  glories  shine  above, 
And  all  their  work  is  praise  and  love. 

5  Bleat  are  the  souls  that  find  a  place 
Within  the  temple  of  thy  grace  ; 
There  they  behold  thy  gentler  rays, 
And  see  thy  lac^,  and  learn  thy  praise. 


PUBLIC  WORSHIP. 

6  Blest  are  the  men  whose  hearts  are  set 

To  find  the  way  to  Zioii's  gate  ; 

God  is  their  strength,  ar.d  through  the  road 

They  lean  upon  their  helper,  God. 
/    7  Cheerful  they  walk  with  growing  strength, 
•      Till  all  shall  meet  m  heaven  at  length, 

Till  all  before  ihy  face  appear, 

And  join  in  nobler  worship  there. 
4-2  ^         PSAL3I  S4.  2d  Part.  L.  M.         Antigua 
TT/wtL-F.  Qool  andhis  Church;  or,  Grace  end  Glm'- 

GREAT  God,  attend,  while  Sion  sings 
The  joy  that  from  thy  presence  springs  ; 
To  spend  one  day  wiih  thee  on  earth, 
Exceeds  a  thousand  days  of  mirth. 

2  Might  I  enjoy  the  meanest  place 
Within  thy  house,  0  God  of  grace, 
Not  tents  of  ease,  nor  thrones  of  power 
Should  tempt  my  feet  to  leave  thy  door. 

3  God  is  our  sun,  he  makes  our  day ; 
God  is  our  shield,  he  guards  our  way 
From  all  th'  assaults  of  hell  and  sin, 
From  foes  without,  and  foes  within. 

4  All  needful  grace  will  God  bestow, 
And  crown  that  grace  with  glory  too ; 
He  gives  us  all  things,  and  withholds 
No  real  good  from  upright  souls. 

s     5  0  God.  our  King,  whose  sovereign  sway 
The  glorious  hosts  of  heaven  obey, 
And  devils  at  thy  presence  flee. 
.  Blest  is  the  man  that  trusts  in  thee. 
4-28  PSALM  S4.  C.  M.         Knaresboro 

-li^KJm  ifelighlm  Ordinancts  of  Worship. 

MY  soul,  how  lovelv  is  tlie  place 
To  which  thy  God  resorts  ! 
'T's  heaven  to  see  his  smiling  face. 
Though  in  his  earthly  courts. 
P  There  the  great  INIonarch  of  the  skies 
His  saving  power  displays, 
And  liehf  breaks  in  upon  our  eyes 
With  kind  and  quickening  rays. 

3  With  his  rich  gifts  the  heavenly  Dove 

Descends  and  fills  the  place, 
While  Christ  reveals  his  wondrous  love, 
And  sheds  abroad  his  grace. 

4  There,  mighty  God,  thy  words  declare 

The  secrets  of  thy  will ; 
And  still  we  seek  thy  mercy  there, 
And  sing  thy  praises  still. 


isboro'  ^ 


PUBLIC  WORSHIP. 

PAUSE. 

p  5  My  heart  and  flesh  cry  out  for  thee, 
While  far  fioni  thine  abode  ; 
When  shall  I  fread  thy  courts,  and  see 
My  Saviour  and  my  God? 

6  The  sparrow  builds  herself  a  nest, 

And  suffers  no  remove  ; 
0  make  me,  like  the  sparrows,  blest, 
To  dwell  hut  where  1  love. 

7  To  sit  one  day  beneath  thine  eye, 

And  hear  thy  gracious  voice, 
Exceeds  a  wJm^  eternity 
Employ'd  flpirnal  joys. 

8  Lord,  at  thy  threshold  I  would  wait, 

while  Jesus  is  within. 
Rather  than  fill  a  tlirone  of  state, 
Or  live  in  tents  of  sin. 

9  Could  I  command  the  spacious  land, 

And  th.--  more  boundless  sea, 
For  one  blest  hour  at  thy  right  hand 
I'd  give  them  both  away. 

4-2T    P^-^^^^  84.  H.  M.  or  6's  and  8's.  Bethesda. 
■^  •  •      Longing  for  the  Uouseof  God. 

LORD  of  the  worlds  above, 
How  pleasant  and  how  fair 
The  dwellings  of  thy  love, 
Thine  earthly  temples  are ! 
To  thine  abode  My  heart  aspires, 
With  warm  desires.  To  see  my  God. 
2  The  sparrow,  for  her  young, 
With  pleasure  seeks  a  nest ; 
And  wandering  swallows  long 
To  find  their  wonted  rest : 
My  spirit  faints,  With  equal  zeal, 
To  rise  and  dwell  Among  thy  saints. 
/  3  O  happy  souls  that  pray 

Where  God  appoints  to  hear! 
O  happy  men  that  pay 
Their  constant  service  there! 
They  praise  thee  still ;  And  happy  they 
That  love  the  way  To  Zion's  hill 
4  They  go  from  strength  to  strength. 
Through  tliis  dark  vale  of  tears, 
Tdl  each  arrives  at  length, 
Till  each  in  heaven  appears : 
O  glorious  seat,  When  God  our  King 
Shall  tliither  bring  Our  willing  feet  I 


428 


PUBLIC  WORSfflP. 

PAUSE. 

5  To  spend  one  sacred  day 
Where  God  and  saints  abide, 
Aftords  diviner  joy 
Than  thousand  daya  heside  : 

Where  God  resorts,  I  love  it  more 

To  keep  the  door  Than  shine  in  courts. 

6  God  is  our  sun  and  shield, 
Our  light  and  our  defence  ; 
With  pifts  his  hands  are  fill'd, 
We  draw  our  blessincs  thence . 

He  s^iall  bestow  On  Jacob's  race 
Peculiar  grace  And  gl 

7  The  Lord  his  people  lov 
His  hand  no  good  withhol 
From  those  his  heart  approves. 
From  pure  and  pious  souls  : 

Thrice  happy  he,  O  God  of  hosts, 
Whose  spirits  trusts  Alone  in  thee. 

HYMN  123.  B.  2,  L.  31.     Old  Hundreo 
•  Tfie  Benefit  of  public  Ordiruinces. 

AWAY  from  every  mortal  care, 
Away  from  earth  our  souls  retreat ; 
We  leave  this  worthless  world  aifar, 
And  wait  and  worship  near  thy  seat 
2  Lord,  in  the  temple  of  thy  grace 

We  see  thy  feet,  and  we  adore  ;  ^  ^ 

We  gaze  upon  thy  lovely  face,  X 

And  learn  the  wonders  of  thy  power.  ^ 

j:  3  While  here  our  various  wants  we  mourn, 
United  groans  ascend  on  high. 
And  prayer  brings  down  a  quick  return 
Of  blessings  in  variety. 
4  [If  Satan  rage  and  sin  grow  strong, 
Here  we  receive  some  cheering  word ; 
We  eird  the  gospel-armour  on 
To  fight  the  battles  of  the  Lord. 
;>  5  Or  if  our  spirit  faints  and  dies, 

(Our  conscience  gail'd  with  inward  stings,) 
Here  dotli  the  righteous  Sun  arise 
With  heahng  beams  beneath  his  wings.] 
6  Father,  my  soul  would  still  abide 
Within  thy  temple,  near  thy  side  ; 
But  if  my  feet  must  hence  depart, 
Still  keep  thy  dwelling  in  my  heart. 
4<r)Q  PSALM  27.  1st  Part.  C.  M.        Victory. 

The  Church  is  our  DeligUt  and  Safety. 

THE  Lord  of  glory  is  my  light, 
And  my  salvation  too  ; 


PUBLIC  WORSHIP. 

God  is  my  strength,  nor  will  I  fear 
What  all  my  foes  can  do. 
S  One  privilege  my  heart  desires, 
O  grant  nie  an  abode 
Among  the  churches  of  thy  saints, 
The  temi)les  of  my  God ! 
8  There  shall  I  offer  my  requests, 
And  see  thy  beauty  still, 
Shall  hear  thy  messages  of  love, 
And  there  inciuire  thy  will. 
«  4  When  troiihles  rise,  and  storms  appear, 
There  may  his  children  hide  ; 
God  has  a  strong  pavilion  where 
He  makes  ray  soul  abide. 
i  5  Now  shall  my  head  be  lifted  high 
Above  my  toes  around, 
And  songs  of  joy  and  victory 
Within  thy  temple  sound. 

iQf)         PSALM  27.  2d  Part.  C.  M,  York, 

*^  *-*  ^  •  Prayer  and  Hope. 

SOON  as  I  heard  my  Father  say, 
'  Ye  children,  seek  my  grace  ;' 
My  heart  replied,  without  delay, 
'  I'll  seek  my  Father's  face.' 

2  Let  not  ihy  face  be  hid  from  me, 

Nnr  frown  my  soul  away  ; 
God  of  my  Ufe,  I  fly  to  thee 
In  a  distresbing  day. 

3  Should  friends  and  kindred,  near  and  dear. 

Leave  me  to  want,  or  die, 
My  God  would  make  my  life  his  care, 

And  all  my  need  supply. 
p  4  My  fainting  flesh  had  died  with  grief. 

Had  not  my  soul  believ'd 
To  see  thy  grace  provide  relief; 

Nor  was  my  hope  deceiv'd. 
/  5  Wait  on  the  Lord,  ye  trembling  saints. 

And  keep  your  courage  up  ; 
He'll  raise  your  spirit  when  it  faints, 

And  far  exceed  your  hope. 

J.Q1         PSALM  65.  1st  Part.  C.  M,     Peterboro'. 
■*•  •  ^  prayer-hearing  God,  and  the  Gefitiies  called. 
T>RAISE  waits  in  Sion,  Lord,  for  thee ; 
■■-    There  shall  our  vows  be  paid  : 
Thou  hast  an  ear  when  sinners  pray, 
All  flesh  shall  seek  thine  aid. 
2  Lord,  our  iniquities  prevail. 
But  pardoning  grace  is  thine, 


PUBLIC  WORSHIP. 

And  thou  wilt  ^ant  us  power  and  skill 
To  conquer  every  sin. 

3  Blest  are  the  men  whom  thou  wilt  choose 

To  bring  them  near  thy  face, 
Give  them  a  dwelling  in  thy  house 
To  feast  upon  thy  grace. 

4  In  answering  what  thy  church  requests, 

Thy  truth  and  tenor  shine, 
And  works  of  dreadful  righteousness 
Fulfil  thy  kind  design. 

5  Thus  shall  the  wondering  nations  see 

The  Lord  is  good  and  just ; 
And  distant  islands  fly  to  ihee, 
And  make  thy  name  their  Ijust. 

6  They  dread  thy  glittering  tokens,  Lord, 

When  signs  in  heaven  appear ; 
But  they  sliall  learn  ihy  holy  word. 
And  love  us  well  as  fear. 


THI 


4-S2  PSAL:M  65.  1st  Part.  L.  M.  Peru. 

-itj ^ •  Public  Prayer  and  Praise. 

\RE  praise  of  Zion  waits  for  thee, 
My  God  ;  and  praise  becomes  thy  house  ; 
There  shall  thy  saints  thy  glory  see, 
And  there  per'orm  their  public  vows. 
p  2  O  thou,  whose  mercy  bends  the  skies 
To  save  when  humble  sinners  pray, 
All  lands  to  thee  shall  lift  their  eyes. 
And  islands  of  the  northern  sea. 
p  3  Against  my  will  my  sins  prevail. 

But  grace  shall  purge  away  tneir  stain  ■ 
The  blood  of  Chriot  wdl  never  fail 
To  wash  my  garments  white  again. 
4  Blest  is  the  man  whom  thou  shall  choose, 
And  give  him  kind  access  to  thee, 
Give  him  a  place  within  thy  house, 
To  taste  thy  love  divmely  free. 

4-38  P^^^-^^  ^^S-  V-  12.  &c.  2d  Part.  C.  M.  Irisb. 

Vou'^  ^ade  In  Trouble  paid  in  the  Churclt. 
TyHAT  shall  I  render  to  my  God 
»  »    For  all  his  kindness  shown  ? 
My  feet  s'lall  \isit  thine  abode, 
My  songs  address  thy  throne. 

2  Among  the  saints  that  fill  rhy  house, 

My  ofleriiigs  shall  he  paid  ; 
There  shall  my  zeal  perJbrm  the  vows 
My  soul  in  angui.sh  made. 

3  How  much  is  mercy  thy  delight. 

Thou  ever- blessed  God ! 


LORD'S  DAY. 

How  dear  thy  servants  in  thy  sight  1 

How  precious  is  their  blood  ! 
How  happy  all  thy  servants  are  I 

How  great  tby  grace  to  me  ! 
My  life,  whicli  thou  hast  made  thy  care, 

Lord,  I  devote  to  thee. 
J  Now  I  am  thine,  for  ever  thine, 

Nor  shall  my  purpose  move  ; 
Thy  hand  hath  loos'd  my  bonds  of  pain, 

And  bound  me  with  thy  love. 
s  Here  in  thy  courts  I  leave  my  vow, 

And  thy  rich  graco  record  ; 
AV'itness,  ye  saints,  who  hear  me  now, 

If  1  forsake  the  Lord. 

|J  O  J^         HYMN  145.  B.  2.  C.  M.        St.  Martins. 
rcff-T,  g-gj^^  through  a  Glass,  and  Face  to  Face. 
T  LOVE  the  windows  of  thy  grace 
-■■  Tiirough  which  my  Lord  is  seen. 
And  long  to  meet  my  Saviour's  face 
Without  a  glass  between. 
2  0  that  the  happy  hour  were  come 

To  change  my  faith  to  sight !  * 

I  shall  behold  my  Lord  at  home 
In  a  diviner  light. 
/  3  Haste,  my  beloved,  and  remove 
These  interposing  days ; 
Then  shall  my  passions  all  be  love, 
And  all  my  powers  be  praise. 

lord's  day. 


4.05  PSALM  5.  CM.  Colchester. 

•^  ^ •     For  ihe  Lord's  Day  Morning. 
T  ORD,  in  the  morning  thou  shall  hear 
-^-^  My  voice  ascending  hit,h  ; 
To  thee  will  I  direct  my  prayer, 
To  thee  lift  up  mine  eye. 

^  ^^n^^  ^'^^  '^'"*  ^'''cre  Christ  is  gone 
To  plead  for  all  liir.  saints, 
Presenting  at  his  Father's  throne 
Our  songs  and  our  complaints 

3  Thou  art  a  God  before  whose  sight 

The  wicked  shall  not  stand  : 

feinners  shall  ne'er  l)e  thy  delight. 

Nor  dwell  at  thy  right  hand. 

4  Biit  to  thy  house  will  I  resort 

To  taste  tliy  mercies  there  ; 


LORD'S  DAY. 

I  will  frequent  thine  holy  court, 
And  worship  in  thy  fear. 

5  0  may  thy  Spirit  guide  my  feet 

In  ways  of  righteousness  ! 
Make  every  path  of  duty  straight 
And  plain  bctore  my  (ace. 

PAUSE. 

6  My  watchful  enemies  combine 

To  temot  my  feef  astray  ; 
They  flatter  with  a  base  design 
To  make  my  soul  their  prey. 

7  Lord,  crush  the  serpent  in  the  dust 

And  all  his  plots  destroy  ; 
"While  those  tliat  in  thy  inercy  trust 
For  ever  shout  for  joy. 

8  The  men  that  love  and  fear  thy  name 

Shall  see  thf  ir  hopes  fulfill'd  ; 
The  mighty  God  will  compass  them 
With  favour  as  a  shield. 

4:36.  PSALM  19.  1st  Part.  S.  M.       Do'er. 

BEHOLD  the  lofty  sky 
Declares  its  maker  God, 
And  all  his  starry  works  on  high 
Proclaim  his  power  abroad. 

2  The  darkness  and  the  lisht 
Still  keep  their  course  the  same  , 

While  night  tu  day  and  day  to  night 
Divinely  teach  his  name. 

3  In  every  different  land 

Their  general  voice  is  known  ; 
They  show  the  wonders  of  his  hand, 

And  orders  of  liis  throne. 
/  4      Ye  CiiMstian  lands,  rejoice, 

Here  hf  reveals  his  word, 
We  are  not  left  to  nature's  voice 

To  bid  us  .■iiiow  the  Lord. 

5  His  statutes  and  commands 
Are  set  befire  our  eyes. 

He  puts  his  gospel  in  our  hands, 
Where  his  salvaliun  lies. 

6  His  laws  are  just  and  pure. 
His  trutii  without  deceit. 

His  promises  fir  ever  sure. 
And  his  rewards  are  great. 

7  [Not  honey  to  the  taste 
Affords  so  much  delight, 

Nor  gold  that  has  the  furnace  past 
So  much  allures  the  sight. 


LORD'S  DAY. 

/  8     While  of  thy  works  I  sing, 
Thy  glory  to  prockim, 
Accept  the  praise,  my  God,  my  King, 
In  my  Redeemer's  name.] 

ACy'Y         PSALM  19.  2d  Part.  S,  M.      Peckham 

tO  S  •        God's  Word  most  excellent. 

BEHOLD  the  morning  sun 
Begins  his  glorious  way  ;, 
His  beams  through  all  the  nations  run, 
And  lite  and  light  convey. 

2  But  where  the  gospel  comes, 
It  spreads  diviner  light, 

It  calls  dead  sinners  from  their  tombs, 
And  gives  the  blind  their  sight. 

3  How  perfect  is  thy  word  ! 
And  all  thy  judgments  just ! 

For  ever  sure  thy  promise,  Lord, 
And  men  securely  trust. 

4  My  gracious  God,  how  plaui 
Are  thy  directions  given  ! 

0  I  may  I  never  read  in  vain, 
But  find  the  path  to  heavaa  I 

PAUSE. 

5  I  hear  thy  word  with  love. 
And  I  would  fain  obey  ; 

Send  thy  good  Spirit  from  above 
To  guide  me  lest  I  stray. 

6  0  who  can  ever  find 
The  errors  of  h:s  ways  1 

Yet  with  a  bold  presumptuous  mind, 

I  would  not  dare  transgress. 
p7     AVarn  me  of  every  sin, 

Forgive  my  secret  faults. 
And  cleanse  this  guilty  soul  of  mine. 

Whose  crimes  exceed  my  thoughts. 
I  8     While  with  my  lieart  and  tongue, 

1  spread  thy  praise  abroad. 
Accept  the  worship  and  the  song, 

My  Saviour  and  my  God. 

WOQ       PSALM  63.  1st  Part.  C.  M.    Lanesboro'. 
TtfO.    rpf^g  Morning  of  a  Lord's  Day. 

EARLY,  my  God,  without  delay 
I  haste  to  seek  thy  face  ; 
My  thirsty  spirit  faints  away. 
Without  thy  cheering  grace. 
2  So  pilgrims  on  the  scorching  sand. 
Beneath  a  burning  sky, 
17 


439 


LORD'S  DAY. 
Long  for  a  cooling  stream  at  hand, 
And  they  must  drink,  or  die. 

3  I've  seen  thy  ^lory  and  thy  power 

Through  ail  thy  temple  shine  ; 
My  God,  repeat  that  heavenly 'iour, 
That  vision  so  divine. 

4  Not  all  the  blessings  of  a  ft?xst 

Can  please  my  soul  so  »/ell, 

As  when  thy  richer  gracf,  I  taste, 

And  in  thy  presence  dwell. 

5  Not  life  itself,  with  all  its  joys, 

Can  my  best  passions  move. 
Or  raise  so  high  my  cheerful  voice 
As  thy  forgiving  love. 

6  Thus  till  my  last  expiring  day, 

I'll  bless  my  God  and  King ; 
Thus  will  I  lift  my  hands  to  pray, 
And  tune  my  lips  to  sing. 

PSALM  63.  L.  M.  Leyti" 

Longing  after  God. 

GREAT  God,  indulge  my  humble  claim, 
"  Thou  art  my  hope,  my  joy,  my  rest ; 
The  glories  that  compose  thy  name, 
Stand  all  engag'd  to  make  me  blest. 

2  Thou  great  and  good,  thou  just  and  wise, 
Thou  art  my  Father  and  my  God  ; 

And  I  am  thine  by  sacred  ties  ; 

Thy  Son,  thy  servant,  bouijht  with  blood. 

3  With  heart,  and  eyes,  and  lifted  hands. 
For  thee  I  long,  to  thee  I  look, 

As  travellers  in  thirsty  lands 
Pant  for  the  cooling  water  brook. 

4  With  early  feet  I  love  t'  appear 
Among  thy  saints,  and  .seek  thy  face  -, 
Oft  have  I  seen  thy  glory  there. 

And  tell  the  power  of  sovereign  grace. 

5  Not  fruits  nor  wines  that  tempt  our  taste, 
Nor  all  the  joys  our  senses  know, 
Could  make  me  so  divinely  blest, 

Or  raise  my  cheerful  passions  so. 

6  My  life  itself  without  thy  love 
No  taste  of  pleasure  could  afford  ? 
'Twould  but  a  tiresome  burden  prove. 
If  I  were  banishd  from  the  Lord. 

7  Amidst  the  wakeful  hours  of  night, 
When  busy  cares  alHict  my  head, 
One  thought  of  thee  gives  new  delight, 
And  adds  refreshment  to  my  bed. 


M^ 


LORD'S  DAY. 

8  I'll  lift  my  hands,  I'll  raise  my  voice, 
While  I  have  breatn  to  pray  or  praise  ; 
This  work  shall  make  my  heart  rejoice, 
And  spend  the  remnaut  of  my  days. 
14-0  PSALJM  63.  S.  M.  Shirlaud 

^  *^*  Seeking  God. 

\Y  God,  permit  my  tongue 
This  joy,  to  call  thee  mine, 
And  let  my  early  cries  prevail 
To  taste  thy  love  divine. 

2  My  thirsty  fainting  soul 
Thy  mercy  does  implore  ; 

Not  travellers  m  desert  lands 
Can  pant  for  water  more. 

3  Within  th^  churches,  Lord, 
I  long  to  lind  my  place, 

Thy  power  and  glory  to  behold, 
And  feel  thy  quickening  grace. 

4  For  life  without  thy  love 
N9  relish  can  afford  ; 

No  joy  can  be  compar'd  to  this, 
To  serve  and  please  the  Lord. 
6     To  thee  I'll  lift  my  hands. 
And  praise  tiiee  wh  le  I  live  ; 
Not  the  rich  dainties  of  a  feast 
Such  food  or  pleasure  give. 
6     In  wal  eful  hours  of  night 
I  call  )/iy  God  to  mind  ; 
I  think  how  wise  thy  counsels  are, 
And  all  thy  dealings  kind. 
/  7     Since  thou  hast  been  my  help, 
To  thee  my  spirit  flies. 
And  on  thy  watchful  providence 
My  cheerful  hope  reUes. 
8     The  shadow  of  thy  wings 
My  soul  in  safety  keeps  ; 
I  follow  where  my  Father  leads. 
And  he  supports  my  steps. 
AA^  HYMN  14.  B.  2.  S.  M.  Dover 

"■  *  ■■■  •  The  Lord's  Day. 

V       "WELCO-ME,  sweet  day  of  rest, 
»  '    That  saw  the  Lord  arise ; 
Welcome  to  this  reviving  breast. 
And  these  rejoicing  eyes ! 
2     The  King  himself  comes  near, 
And  feasts  his  saints  today. 
Here  we  may  sit,  and  see  him  here, 
And  love,  and  praise,  and  pray. 


LORD'S  DAY: 

One  day  amidst  the  p\are, 
Where  my  dear  God  nath  been, 
la  sweeter  than  ten  thousand  daya 
Of  pleasurable  sin. 
s  4     My  willing  soul  would  stay 
In  such  a  frame  as  this. 
And  sit  and  sing  herself  away 
To  everlasting  bliss. 
AAQ    PSALM  92.  1st  Part.  L.  M.    Green's  IGOth. 
^^"^^       A  Psalm  for  the  Lord's  Day. 

SWEET  is  The  work,  my  God,  my  King, 
To  praise  thy  name,  give  thanks  auid  sing. 

To  show  thy  love  by  mo'-ning-light, 

And  talk  of  all  thy  truth  at  night. 
2  Sweet  is  the  day  of  sacred  rest, 

No  mortal  cares  shall  seize  my  breast ; 

O  may  my  heart  in  tune  be  found, 

Like  David's  harp  of  solemn  sound  -. 
I  3  my  heart  shall  triumph  in  my  Lord, 

And  bless  his  works,  and  bless  his  word  : 

Thy  works  of  grace,  how  bright  they  shine  ! 

How  deep  thy  counsels  !  bow  divine  ! 
4  Fools  never  raise  their  thoughts  so  high  ; 

Like  brutes  they  live,  like  brutes  they  die  ; 

Like  crass  they  flourish,  till  thy  breath 

Blast  them  in  everlasting  death. 
6  But  I  shall  share  a  glorious  part 

When  grace  hath  well  refin'd  my  heart, 

And  fresh  supplies  of  joy  are  shed, 

Like  holy  oil,  to  cheer  my  head. 
p  6  Sin  (my  worst  enemy  before) 

Shall  vex  my  e3-es  and  ears  no  more  ; 

My  inward  foes  shall  all  be  slain, 

Nor  Satan  break  my  peace  again. 
/  7  Then  shall  I  see.  and  hear,  and  know 

All  I  desir'd  or  wishd  below  ; 

And  every  power  find  sweet  employ 

In  that  eternal  world  of  joy. 

HYMN  72.  B.  2.  C.  M.        Swanwick. 
The  Lord's  Day ;  or,  the  Resurrection  of  ChriA 

BLESS'D  morning,  whose  young  dawning  lay 
Beheld  our  rising  God, 
That  saw  him  triumph  o'er  the  dust, 

Arid  leave  his  dark  abode. 
In  the  cold  prison  of  a  tomb 

The  dear  Redeemer  lay, 
Till  the  revolving  skies  had  brought 
The  third,  th'  appointed  daj. 


443 


LORD'S  DAY. 

3  Hell  and  the  grave  unite  their  force 

To  hold  our  God  in  vain, 
The  sleeping  Conqueror  arose, 
And  burst  their  feeble  chain. 

4  To  thy  great  name,  almighty  Lord, 

These  sacred  hours  we  pay, 
And  l(^ud  hosannas  shall  proclaim 
The  triumph  of  the  day. 
I  5  [Salvation  and  immortal  praise 
To  our  victorious  King, 
Let  heaven,  and  earth,  and  rocks,  and  seas. 
With  glad  hosannas  ring.] 
A.d.A.         PSALM  118.  4lh  Part.  C.  M.      Dundee. 
■^^^*    Hosanna ;  the  Lord's  Day ;  or,  Christ's 
Resurrection. 

THIS  is  the  day  the  Lord  hath  made, 
He  calls  the  hours  his  own  ; 
Let  heaven  rejoice,  let  earth  be  glad, 
And  praise  surround  the  throne. 

2  To-day  he  rose  and  left  the  dead. 

And  Satan's  empire  fell  ; 
To-day  the  saints  his  triumphs  spread, 
And  all  his  wonders  tell. 

3  Hosanna  to  the  anointed  King, 

To  David's  holy  Son  ; 
Help  us,  0  Lord  -,  descend  and  bring 
Salvation  from  thy  throne. 

4  Blest  be  the  Lord,  who  comes  to  men 

With  messa(;es  of  grace  : 
Who  conies  in  God  his  Father's  name 
To  save  our  sinful  race. 

5  Hosanna  in  the  highest  strains 

The  church  on  earth  can  raise  ; 
The  highest  hea\ens,  in  which  he  reigns. 
Shall  give  him  nobler  praise. 
•\A.K  rSALM  118.  S.  M.  Milbiiry. 

*■•"■*'•     AnHosanna  for  the  Lord's  Day. 

SEE  what  a  living  stone 
The  builders  did  refuse  ; 
Yet  God  hath  built  his  church  thereoa 
In  spite  of  envious  Jews. 
'    2     The  scribe  and  angry  priest 
Reject  thine  only  Son  ; 
Yet  on  this  rock  shall  Zion  rest 
As  the  chief  corner-stone. 
8     The  work,  0  Lord,  is  thine. 
And  wondrous  in  our  eyes  ; 
This  day  declares  it  all  divine. 
This  day  did  Jesus  rise. 


446 


LORD'S  DAY. 

4     This  is  the  glorious  daj' 
Tliat  our  Redeemer  ir;ade  ; 
Let  us  rejoice,  and  sing,  and  pray. 
Let  all  tiie  church  be  glad. 
I  5      Hosanna  to  the  King 
Of  David's  royal  blood  : 
Bless  him,  ye  saints  ;  he  comes  to  bring 
Salvation  from  your  God. 
6      We  bless  thine  holy  word, 
Which  all  this  grace  displays  ; 
And  offer  on  thine  altar,  Lord, 
Our  sacrifice  of  praise. 

PSALM  118.  L.  M.  Luton. 

The  same. 

LO !  what  a  glorious  comer-stone 
The  Jewish  builders  did  refuse  ; 
But  God  hath  built  his  church  thereon, 
In  spite  of  envy,  and  the  Jews. 

2  Great  God,  the  work  is  all  divine, 
The  joy  and  wonder  of  our  eyes  ; 
This  is  the  day  that  proves  it  thine, 
The  day  that  saw  our  Saviour  rise. 

3  Sinners  rejoice,  and  saints  be  glad  ; 
Hosanna,  let  his  name  be  blest ; 

A  thousand  honours  on  his  head, 
"With  peace,  and  light,  and  glory  rest! 

4  In  God's  own  name  he  comes  to  bring 
Salvation  to  our  dyuig  race : 

Let  the  whole  church  address  their  King 
With  hearts  of  joy,  and  songs  of  praise 


447 


BEFORE  PRATER. 

PSALM  99.  2d  Part.  S.  M.        Lowell 

'  A  nok  God  worshipped  with  Reverence. 


EXALT  the  Lord  our  God, 
And  worship  at  his  feet ; 
His  nature  is  ah  holiness, 
And  mercy  is  his  seat. 

S     When  Israel  was  his  church. 
When  Aaron  was  his  priest. 
When  Moses  cried,  wh^n  Samuel  pray'd, 
He  gave  his  people  rest. 
3     Oft  he  forgave  their  sins, 

Nor  would  destroy  their  race  : 
And  ofl  he  made  his  vengeance  known. 
When  they  abus'd  his  grace. 


LORD'S  DAY. 

4      Exalt  the  Lord  our  God, 

Whose  grace  is  still  the  same  ; 
Still  he's  a  God  of  holiness, 
And  jealous  for  iiis  name. 
,^I^Q  PSALM  95.  C.  M.       St.  Sebastian. 

■*■  -*-^*  A  Psalm  lefore  Prayer. 

SING  to  the  Lord  Jehovah's  name, 
And  in  his  strength  rejoice  ; 
When  his  salvation  is  our  theme, 
Exalted  be  our  voice. 

2  With  thanks  approach  his  awful  sight. 

And  psalms  of  honour  sing  ; 
The  Lord's  a  God  of  boundless  might, 
The  whole  creation's  King. 

3  Let  princes  hear,  let  angels  know, 

How  mean  their  natures  seem, 

Those  gods  on  high,  and  gods  below, 

When  once  compar'd  with  him. 

4  Eartli  with  its  caverns  dark  and  deep 

Lies  in  his  spacious  hand. 
He  fix'd  the  seas  what  bounds  to  keep. 

And  where  the  hills  must  stand. 
J)  5  Come,  and  with  humble  souls  adoie, 

Come,  kneel  before  his  face  ; 
0  may  the  creatures  of  his  power 

Be  children  of  his  grace  ! 
J)  6  Now  is  the  time  :  he  bends  his  ear. 

And  waits  for  your  request : 
Come,  lest  he  rouse  his  wrath  and  swear 

'  Ye  shall  not  see  my  rest.' 


449 


BEFORE   SERMON. 

PSALM  95.  S.  M.      Silver-street 
A  Psalm  Wore  Sermon. 

COME  sound  his  praise  abroad. 
And  hymns  of  glory  sing  ; 
Jehovah  is  the  sovereign  God, 
The  universal  King. 

2  He  form'd  the  deeps  unknown  ; 
He  gave  the  seas  their  bound  ; 

The  watery  worlds  are  all  his  own. 
And  all  the  solid  ground. 

3  Come,  worship  at  his  throne. 
Come,  bf)w  before  the  Lord  -. 

We  are  his  works  and  not  our  ovra ; 
He  form'd  us  by  his  word. 

4  To-day  attend  his  voice, 
Nor  dare  provoke  his  rod ; 


LORD'S  DAY. 

Come,  like  the  people  of  his  choice, 
And  own  your  gracious  God. 
5     But  if  your  ears  refuse 
The  language  of  his  grace, 
And  hearts  grow  hard,  like  stubborn  Jews, 
That  unbelieving  race ; 
G     The  Lord  in  vengeance  drest 
Mill  lift  his  hand  and  swear, 
'  You  that  despise  my  promis'd  rest 
Shall  have  no  portion  there.' 

PSALIM  93.  L.  M.  Sterling. 

A  'Warning  to  Maying  Sinners. 


450 


COME,  let  our  voices  join  to  raise 
A  sacred  song  of  solemn  praise ; 
God  is  a  sovereign  King:  rehearse 
His  honours  in  exalted  verse. 

2  Come,  let  our  souls  address  the  Lord, 
Who  fram'd  our  natures  with  his  word; 
He  is  our  shepherd  ;  we  the  sheep 

His  mercy  chose,  his  pastures  keep. 

3  Come,  let  us  hear  his  voice  to-  day, 
The  counsels  of  his  love  obey  ;  . 
Nor  let  our  hardened  hearts  renew 
The  sins  and  plagues  that  Israel  knew. 

4  Israel,  that  saw  his  works  of  grace, 
Tempted  their  ]Maker  to  his  face ; 
A  faithless  uiibelie\-ing  brood 

That  tird  the  patience  of  their  God. 

5  Thus  saith  the  Lord,  '  How  false  they  prove! 
'  Forget  my  power,  abuse  my  love  : 

•  Since  they  despise  my  rest,  I  swear 

'  Their  feet  shall  never  enter  there.' 
$  6  [Look  back,  my  soul,  with  holy  dread. 

And  view  those  ancient  rebels  dead  ; 

Attend  the  ofler'd  grace  to-day, 

Nor  lose  the  blessing  by  delay. 
/  7  Seize  the  kind  promise  while  it  waits. 

And  march  to  Zion's  heavenly  gates  ; 

Believe,  and  take  the  pronn's'd  rest ; 

Obey,  and  be  for  ever  blest.] 


451 


HYMN  165.  B.  2.  C.  M.  Addison. 

Unfrui! fulness.  Ignorance,  and  umanaiJUd 
Affcciions. 


LONG  have  1  sat  beneath  the  sound 
Of  thy  salvation.  Lord, 
But  still  how  weak  my  faith  is  found, 
And  knowledge  of  thy  word ! 


LORD'S  DAY. 

2  Oft  I  frequent  thy  holy  place, 

And  hear  almost  in  vain  ; 
How  small  a  portion  of  ti  y  grace 
My  memory  can  retain ! 

3  CMy  dear  Almighty,  and  my  God, 

How  little  art  thou  known 
By  all  the  judiiments  of  thy  rod. 

And  blessings  of  thy  throne  !J 
p  4  [How  cold  and  feeble  is  my  love ! 

How  negligent  my  f.  ar ! 
How  low  my  hope  of  joys  above ! 

How  few  aflections  there! J 

5  Great  God,  thy  sovereign  power  impart 

To  give  thy  word  success. 
Write  thy  salvation  in  my  heart. 
And  make  me  learn  thy  grace. 

6  [Show  my  forgetful  feet  the  way 

Tiiat  leads  to  joys  on  high  ; 
There  knowledge  grows  without  decay. 
And  lovo  shaD  never  die.J 


452. 


AFTER  SERMON. 


PSALM  150.  ver.  1,  2,  6.  C.  M.    Addisoa 
A  Song  of  Praise. 

IN  God's  own  house  pronounce  his  praise. 
His  grace  he  there  reveals  : 
To  heaven  your  joy  and  wonder  raise. 
For  there  his  glory  dwells. 

2  Let  all  your  sacred  passions  move, 

"While  you  rehearse  his  deeds : 

But  the  great  work  Ji  saving  love 

Your  highest  praise  exceeds. 

3  All  that  have  motion,  life,  and  breath, 

Proclaim  your  Maker  blest ; 
Yet  when  my  voice  expires  in  death. 
My  soul  shall  praise  him  best. 

HYMN  135.  B.  1.  L.  M.        RothwelL 
The  Love  of  Christ  shed  abroad  in  the  Heart. 

COME,  dearest  Lord,  descend  and  dwell 
By  faith  and  love  in  every  breast ; 
Then  shall  we  know,  and  taste,  and  feel 
The  joys  that  cannot  be  express'd. 
2  Come,  fill  our  hearts  with  inward  strength, 
Make  our  enlarged  souls  possess, 
And  learn  the  height,  and  brea^lth,  and  length, 
Of  thine  unmeasuiable  grace. 


453 


THE  WORLD. 

3  Now  to  the  God,  whose  power  can  do 
More  than  our  thoughts  or  wishes  know, 
Be  everlasting  honours  done 
By  all  the  church,  through  Christ  iiis  Son. 


THE  WORLD. 

A  a:  A  HYMN  101.  B.  2-  C.  M.     Hopkintc^ 

TrtJ'T.  rpf^g  ^^orltTs  three  chief  Tmplatiom. 
■\1,'HEN  in  the  light  of  faith  divine 
»  •    We  look  on  things  below, 
Honour,  and  gold,  and  sensual  juy, 
How  vain  and  dangerous  too ! 

2  [Honour's  a  puif  of  noisj  breath  ; 

Yet  men  expose  their  blood. 
And  venture  everlasting  death 
To  gain  that  aiiy  good. 

3  Whilst  others  starve  the  nobler  minv.. 

And  feed  on  shining  du.«t. 
They  rob  the  serpent  of  his  food 
T'  indulge  a  sordid  lust.] 

4  The  pleasures  that  allure  our  sense 

Are  dangerous  snares  to  souls ; 
There's  Lut  a  drop  of  flattering  sweet. 

And  dash'd  with  bitter  bowls. 
/  5  God  is  mine  all-sufficient  good, 

IVly  portion  and  my  choice  ; 
In  him  my  vast  desires  an;  fill'd, 

And  all  my  powers  rejoice. 
6  In  vain  the  world  accosts  ray  ear, 

And  tempts  my  heart  anew  ; 
I  cannot  buy  your  bliss  so  dear. 

Nor  part  with  heaven  for  you. 

J.K  K  HYMN  146.  B.  2.  L.  M.  Munich. 

Tt/tF.y^  Yaniiy  q'  Creatures ;  or,  no  Rest  on  Earth 

MAN  has  a  soul  of  vast  desire:^. 
He  burns  within  with  restless  fires. 
Tost  to  and  fro,  his  passions  fiy 
From  vanity  to  vanity. 

2  In  vain  on  earth  we  hope  to  find 
Some  solid  good  to  till  the  mind. 
We  fry  new  pleasures,  but  we  feel 
The  inward  thirst  and  torment  still. 

3  S<3  when  a  raging  fever  bums. 
We  shift  from  sde  to  side  by  turns, 
And  'tis  a  poor  relief  w  s  gain 
To  change  tb;  place  but  keep  the  pain. 


N' 


THE  WORLD. 

s  4  Great  God,  subdue  this  vicious  thirst. 
This  love  to  vanity  and  dust ; 
Cure  the  vile  fever  of  the  mind, 
And  feed  our  souls  with  joys  refin'd. 
AfCfl         HYMN  56.   B.  2.  C.  M.  Plymouth. 

t:Ov>»  y^g  Misery  of  being  without  God  in  this  World. 
^0, 1  shall  envy  them  no  more 
"Who  grow  profanely  great, 
Though  they  increase  their  golden  store. 
And  rise  to  wondrous  height. 

2  They  taste  of  all  the  Joys  that  grow 

Upon  this  earthly  clod, 
Well  they  may  search  tht  '-eature  tlu-ough, 
For  they  have  ne'er  a  Crod. 

3  Shake  off  the  thoughts  of  dying  too, 

And  think  your  Iffe  your  own  ; 
But  deaxh  comes  hastening  ou  to  you 
To  mow  your  glory  down, 
s  4  Yes,  you  must  bow  your  stately  head, 
Away  your  spirit  flies, 
And  no  kind  angel  near  your  bed 
To  bear  it  to  the  skies. 
5  Go  now,  and  boast  of  all  your  stores, 
And  tell  how  bright  they  shine  ; 
Your  heaps  of  glittering  dust  are  yours, 
And  my  Redeemer's  minp. 
AK'y  PSALM  73.  L.  M.  Dresden. 

TTtl  I  •    y^g  Prosperity  of  Sinners  cursed. 

LORD,  what  a  thoughtless  wretch  was  I, 
To  mourn,  and  murmur;  and  repine 

To  see  the  wicked  plac'd  on  high. 

In  pride  and  robes  of  honour  shine! 
»  2  But  oh  their  end,  their  dreadful  end! 

Thy  sanctuary  taught  me  so  ; 

On  slippery  rocks  I  see  them  stand, 

And  fiery  billows  roll  below. 
3  Now  let  them  beast  how  tall  they  rise,  • 

I'll  never  envy  them  again  ; 

There  they  may  stand  with  haughty  eyes. 

Till  they  plunge  deep  in  endless  pain. 
/  4  Their  fancied  joys,  how  fast  they  flee! 

Just  like  a  dream  wlien  man  awakes ; 

Their  songs  of  softest  harmony 

Are  but  a  preface  to  their  plagues. 
5  Now  1  esteem  their  mirth  and  wino 

Too  dear  to  purchase  with  my  blood  ; 

Lord,  'tis  enough  that  thou  art  mine, 

My  life,  my  portion,  and  my  God. 


w^ 


JE\nSH  CHURCH. 
J^KQ  HYMN  164.  B.  2.  C.  M.       Wantage. 

1:t>0.  j.^  £^^  0/  the  World. 

"■RY  should  this  earth  delight  us  so? 
Why  should  we  fix  our  eyes 
On  these  low  jrrounds  where  sorrows  grow 
And  every  pleasure  dies? 

2  While  time  his  sharpest  teeth  prepares 

Our  conilbrts  to  devour. 
There  is  a  land  above  the  stars, 
And  joys  above  his  power. 

3  Nature  shall  be  dissolv'd  and  die, 

The  sun  must  end  his  race, 
The  earth  and  sea  for  ever  fly 

Before  my  Saviour's  face. 
I  4  When  will  that  glorious  morning  rise? 

When  the  last  trumpet  sound, 
And  call  the  nations  to  the  skies. 

From  underneath  the  ground? 


THE  JEWISH  CHURCH ; 

OR, 

THE  HISTORY  OF  THE  ISRAELITES. 

J_KQ  PSALM  105.  C.  M.  Wintei 

Trtfc/.  Q^ijpg  Conduct  o^  Israel,  arul  the  Tlagues 

ofEgyit. 
r^IVE  thanks  to  God,  invoke  his  name, 
^-'^  And  tell  the  world  his  grace  ; 
Sound  through  the  earth  his  deeds  of  fame, 
That  all  may  seek  his  face. 

2  His  covenant,  which  he  kept  in  mind 

For  numerous  age?!  past, 

To  numerous  ages  yet  behind 

In  equal  force  shall  last. 

3  He  sware  to  Abr'am  and  his  seed, 

And  made  the  blessing  sure  : 
Gentiles  the  ancient  promise  read, 
And  find  his  truth  endure. 

4  'Thy  seed  shall  make  all  nations  blest,' 

(Said  the  Almighty  voice.) 
*  And  Canaan's  land  shall  be  their  rest, 
'  The  tj-pe  of  heavenly  joys.' 

5  [How  large  the  grant !  how  rich  the  grace 

To  give  them  Canaan's  land, 
When  they  were  strangers  in  the  place, 
A  little  feeble  band! 


•* 


JEWISH  CHURCH. 

6  Like  pilgrims  through  the  countries  round 

Securely  they  remov'd  ;     ,        »        ,, 
And  haughty  kings  that  on  ttiem  frown  d, 
Severely  hie  reprov'd. 

7  '  Touch  mine  anointed,  and  my  arm 

'  Shall  soon  revenge  the  wrong : 
'  The  man  that  doth  my  prophets  harm, 
'  Shall  know  their  God  is  strong.' 

8  Then  let  the  world  forbear  its  rage. 

Nor  put  the  church  in  fear : 
Israel  must  live  through  every  age, 
And  be  th'  Almighty's  cp.re.J 
PAUSE. 
"  ,.'0  Thus  were  the  tribes  from  bondage  brought, 
And  left  the  hated  ground : 
.    Each  some  Egyptian  spods  had  got, 
A  nd  not  one  feeble  tound. 

10  The  Lord  himself  chose  out  their  way. 

And  mark'd  their  journeys  right, 
Gave  them  a  leading  cloud  by  day, 
A  fiery  guide  by  night. 

11  They  thirst ;  and  waters  from  the  rock 

In  rich  abundance  flow  ; 
And  following  still  the  course  they  took, 
Ran  all  the  desert  through. 
J2  0  wondrous  stream  !  0  blessed  type 
Of  ever-flowiuf;  grace ! 
So  Christ  our  rock  maintams  our  lite 
Through  all  this  wilderness. 
U  Thus  guarded  by  th'  Almighty  hand, 
The  chosen  tribes  possest 
Canaan,  the  rich,  the  promis'd  land. 
And  there  enjoyed  their  rest. 
<,   14  Then  let  the  world  forbear  its  rage, 
The  church  renounce  her  fear ; 
Israel  must  live  through  every  age, 
And  he  th'  Almighty's  care. 
±fif\  PSALM  81.  S.  M.  Ma-'gate. 

*D V .  Tijg  Warnings  of  God  to  Ms  People;  or,  SpiriP- 
ual  Blessings  and  Punishments. 

SING  to  the  Lord  aloud. 
And  make  a  joyful  noise  ; 
God  is  our  strength,  our  Saviour-God, 
Let  Israel  hear  his  voice. 
S     '  From  vile  idolatry 

'  Preser\'e  my  worship  clean ; 
'1  am  the  Lord  who  set  thee  free 
'  From  slavery  and  sin. 


JEWISH  CHURCIL 

3  '  Stretch  thy  desires  abroad, 
'  And  I'll  supply  them  well ; 

'  But  if  ye  will  reluse  your  God, 
'If  Israel  will  rebel, 

4  \ I'll  leave  them,'  saith  the  Lord, 

To  their  own  lusts  a  prey, 
'And  let  them  run  the  dangerous  road; 
'  'Tis  their  own  chosen  way. 

5  '  Yet,  0  !  that  all  my  saints 

'  M'ould  hearken  to  my  voice! 
'  Soon  I  would  ease  their  sore  ccmplainte, 
'  And  bid  their  hearts  rejcMce. 

6  '  While  I  destroy  their  foes, 
'I'd  richly  feed  my  flock, 

'  And  they  should  taste  rhe  stream  that  flows 
From  their  eternal  rock.' 
Agl  PSALM  73.  2d  Part.  C.  M.         Bedford. 

^-^  •  IsraiVs  Rebellion  and  Pwnishment ;  or,  the  Sins 
and  Citastisfments  of  GocPs  People. 

OWHAT  a  stiff  rebellious  house 
AVas  Jacob's  ancient  race  ! 
False  to  their  own  most  solemn  vows, 
And  to  iheir  Maker's  grace. 

2  They  broke  the  covenant  of  his  love, 

And  did  his  laws  des')ise, 
Forgoi  the  works  he  wi  jught  to  prove 
His  power  before  their  eyes. 

3  They  saw  the  plagues  on  Eg}-pt  light, 

From  Iiis  avenging  hand  : 
What  dreadful  tokens  of  his  misrht 
Spread  o'er  the  stubborn  land ! 

4  They  saw  him  cleave  the  mighty  sea, 

And  mnrch'd  in  safety  through, 
"'ith  watery  walls  to  iruard  their  way. 
Till  they  had  'scap'd  the  foe. 

5  A  wondrous  pillar  mark'd  the  road, 

Compos'd  of  shade  and  light ; 
By  day  it  prov'd  a  sheltering  cloud, 
A  leading  fire  by  night. 

6  He  from  the  rock  their  thirst  supplied  ; 

The  gushing  waters  fell. 
And  ran  in  rivers  by  their  side, 
A  constant  miracle. 

7  Yet  they  provok'd  the  Lord  most  high 
^  And  dar'd  distrust  his  hand  ; 

Can  he  with  bread  our  host  supply, 
Amidst  this  desert  land  ?' 
s  8  The  Lord  with  indisnation  heard, 
And  caus'd  his  wrath  to  flame  ; 


JEWISH  CHURCH. 
His  terrors  ever  stand  prepar'd 
To  vindicate  his  name. 


462 


PSALM  78.  3d  Part.  C.  M.    Arcbda/c. 
'  The  Punishment  of  Luxury  and  Intemperance. 

WHEN  Israel  sins,  the  Lord  reproves, 
And  fills  their  hearts  with  dread  ; 
Yet  he  forgives  the  men  ho  loves, 
And  sends  them  heavenly  bread. 

2  He  fed  them  with  a  liberal  hand, 

And  made  his  treasures  known  ; 
He  gave  the  midnight  clouds  command 
To  pour  provision  down. 

3  The  manna,  like  a  morning  shower, 

Lay  thick  around  their  feet ; 
Tiie  corn  of  heaven,  so  light,  so  pure, 
As  though  'twere  angels'  meat. 

4  But  they  in  murmuring  language  said, 

'  Itlanna  is  all  our  feast ; 
'  We  loathe  this  light,  this  airy  bread  ; 

'  We  must  have  tlesh  to  taste.' 
Ye  shall  have  flesh  to  please  your  lust,' 

The  Lord  ,n  wrath  replied  ; 
And  sent  them  quails  like  sand  or  dust, 

Heap'd  up  from  side  to  side. 
,    6  He  gave  them  all  their  own  desire  : 

And  greedy  as  they  fed, 
His  vengeance  burn'd  with  secret  fire, 

And  smote  the  rebels  dead. 

7  When  some  were  slain,  the  rest  return'd 

And  sought  the  Lord  with  tears  ; 
Under  the  rod  they  fear'd  and  mourn'd. 
But  soon  forgot  their  fears. 

8  Ofl  he  chastis'd,  and  still  forgave, 

Till  by  his  gracious  hand 
The  nation  he  resolv'd  to  save, 
Possess'd  the  promis'd  land. 
4.f>^      PSALM  107.  3d  Part.  L.  M.    Kingsbridge 
Intemperance  punished  and  pardoned. 

VAIN  man,  on  foolish  pleasures  bent, 
Prepares  for  his  own  punishment ; 
What  pains,  what  loathsome  maladies 
From  luxury  and  lust  arise ! 
P  2  The  drunkard  feels  his  vitals  waste, 

Yet  drowns  his  health  to  please  his  taste ; 
Till  all  his  active  powers  are  lost, 
And  fainting  life  draws  near  tiie  dust. 
S  The  glutton  groans  and  loathes  to  eat, 
His  soul  abliors  delicious  meat 


JE"Vn3H  CHTTRCH. 
Nature,  with  heavy  loads  opprest, 
Would  yield  to  death  to  be  releas'd. 

4  Then  how  the  frighted  sinnfrs  fly 
To  God  for  help  with  earnest  cry! 

He  hears  their  groans,  prolongs  their  breath, 
And  saves  them  from  approaching  death. 

5  No  medicine  could  effect  the  cure 
So  quick,  so  easy,  or  so  sure  ; 
The  deadly  sentence  God  repeals. 

He  sends  his  sovereign  word,  and  heals. 
/  6  0  may  the  sons  of  men  record 

The  wondrous  goodness  of  the  Lord ; 
And  let  their  thankful  offerings  prove 
How  they  adore  their  IMaker's  love. 
ACiA         PSAL:\I  TS.  4th  Part.  L.  M.        AverPO. 
^     •      Sin  punished  and  Saints  saved. 
pREAT  God.  how  oft  did  Israel  prove 
^"^  By  turn.s  liiine  nnger  and  thy  level 
There  in  a  glass  our  hearts  mav  see 
How  fickle  and  how  false  they  be. 

2  How  soon  the  faithless  Jews  forgot 
The  dreadful  wonders  God  liad  wrought! 
Then  they  provoke  him  to  his  face, 

Nor  fear  his  power  nor  trust  his  grace. 

3  The  Lord  consum'd  their  years  in  pain, 
And  made  their  travels  long  and  vain  ; 
A  tedious  march  through  unknowm  waj-s 
Wore  out  their  strength,  and  spent  their  days. 

4  Oft  when  they  saw  their  brethren  slain, 
They  mourn'd,  and  sought  the  Lord  again  ; 
Call'd  him  the  rock  of  their  abode. 
Their  higli  Redeemer  and  their  God. 

5  Their  prayers  and  vows  before  him  rise, 
As  flattering  word*  or  solemn  lies, 
Wliile  their  rebellious  tempers  prove 
False  to  his  covenant  and  his  love. 

6  Yet  did  liis  sovereign  grace  forgive 
The  men  who  ne  er  deserv'd  to  live  ; 
His  anger  oft  away  he  turn'd, 

Or  else  with  gentle  flame  it  bum'd. 

7  He  saw  their  flesh  was  weak  and  frail, 
He  saw  temptatitins  still  prevail ; 
The  God  of  Abrahnm  lov'd  them  still, 
And  led  them  to  his  holy  hill. 

4:65       P^^LM  106.  2d  Part.  S.  M.  Lisbon. 

^     *  Israel  punished  and  pirdoned;  or,  God  no- 
changeable. 
p  OD  of  eternal  love, 
v^  How  fickle  are  our  ways  I 


JEWISH  CHURCH, 

And  yet  how  oft  did  Israel  prove 

Thy  constancy  of  grace ! 
2      They  saw  tliy  wonders  wrought, 

And  then  thy  praise  they  sun^; 
But  soon  thy  works  of  power  tbrgot, 

And  murmur'd  with  their  tongue. 
i>     Now  they  believe  his  word, 

"While  rocks  witli  rivers  flow ; 
Now  with  their  lusts  provok'd  the  Lord, 

And  he  reduc'd  them  low. 

4  Yet  when  they  mourn'd  their  faults. 
He  hearken'd  to  their  groans, 

Brought  his  own  covenant  to  his  thoughts, 
And  call'd  them  still  his  sons. 

5  Their  names  were  in  his  book. 
He  sav'd  them  from  their  foes  : 

Oft  he  chastis'd,  but  ne'er  forsook 
The  people  that  he  chose. 

6  Let  Israel  bless  the  Lord, 
%V')io  lov'd  their  ancient  race  ; 

And  Christians  join  the  solemn  word 
Amen,  to  all  the  praise. 

1-66  PSALM  129.  C.  M.  Arundeu 

^     •  Persecutors  puwshed. 

UP  from  my  youth,  may  Israel  say 
Have  I  been  nurs'd  in  tears  ; 
My  griefs  were  constant  as  the  day, 
And  tedious  as  the  years. 

2  Up  from  my  youth  I  bore  the  rage 

Of  all  the  sons  of  strife  ; 

Oft  they  assail'd  my  riper  age. 

But  not  destroyed  ray  life. 

3  Their  cruel  plough  had  torn  my  flesh 

With  fiuTov'S  long  and  deep. 
Hourly  they  vux'd  my  wounds  afresh, 

Nor  let  my  borrows  sleep. 
*  4  The  Lord  grew  angry  on  his  throne. 

And  with  impartial  ej-e 
Measur'd  the  mischiefs  they  had  done, 

Then  let  his  arrows  fly. 

5  How  was  their  insolence  surpris'd 

To  hear  his  thunders  roll ! 
And  all  the  foes  of  Zion  seiz'd 
With  horror  to  the  soul. 

6  Thus  shall  the  men  that  hate  the  sainta 

Be  blasted  fiom  the  sky : 
Their  glory  fades,  their  courago  faints. 
And  all  their  projects  die. 

18 


JEWISH  CHURCH. 
4-RT        PSALM  135.  2d  Part.  L.  M.       Elendon. 
^^  •  •  Redemption  of  Israel,  and  Destruction  of 
Eriimks. 

C"i  REAT  is  the  Lord,  exalted  high 
T  Aliove  all  powers  arid  every  throne ; 
Whate'er  he  please  in  earth  or  sea, 
Or  heaven  or  hell,  his  hand  hath  done. 

2  At  his  command  the  vapours  rise, 
The  hgbtnings  flash,  the  thunders  roar : 
He  pours  the  rain,  he  brings  the  wiiid, 
And  tempest  from  his  airy  store. 

3  'Twas  he  those  dreadful  tokens  sent, 
O  Egypt,  through  thy  stubborn  land  ; 
When  all  thy  first-born,  beasts  and  men, 
Fell  dead  by  his  avenging  hand. 

4  What  mighty  nations,  mighty  kings, 
He  slew,  and  their  whole  country  gave 
To  Israel,  whom  his  hand  redeem'd. 
No  more  to  be  proud  Pharoah's  slave! 

5  His  power  the  same,  the  same  his  grace, 
That  saves  us  from  the  hosts  of  hell ; 
And  heaven  he  gives  us  to  possess. 
Whence  those  apostate  angels  fell. 

PSALM  136.  C.  3L  New  YorR.' 

God's  Wonders  of  Cr-ation,  Providence,  ck<.' 
Rid-.mptwn. 

GIVE  thanks  to  God,  the  sovereign  Lord  < 
His  mercies  still  endure! 
And  be  the  King  of  kings  ador'd  ; 
His  truth  is  ever  sure. 

2  What  wonders  hath  his  wisdom  done  ! 
How  mighty  is  his  hand ! 

Heaven,  earth,  and  sea,  he  fram'd  alone  ■■ 
How  wide  is  his  command  ! 

3  The  sun  supplies  the  day  with  light ; 
How  bright  his  counsels  shine  ! 

The  moon  and  stars  adorn  the  night : 
His  worljs  are  all  divine  I 

4  [He  struck  the  sons  of  Egypt  dead  ; 
How  dreadful  is  his  rod ! 

And  thence  with  joy  his  people  led  ; 
How  gracious  is  our  God ! 

5  He  clell  the  swelling  sea  in  two  ; 
His  arm  is  great  in  might, 

And  gave  the  tribes  a  passage  through  ; 
His  power  and  grace  unite. 

6  But  Pharaoh's  army  there  he  drown'd  ; 
How  glorious  are  liis  ways ! 


468 


JEWISH  CHURCH. 

And  brought  his  saints  through  desert  ground  -, 
Eternal  be  his  praise. 
7  Great  monarchs  fell  beneath  his  hand, 
Victorious  is  his  sword  ; 
■\Vhile  Israel  took  fhe  promised  land, 
And  faithful  is  his  word.] 
p  8  He  saw  the  nations  dead  in  sin  ; 
He  felt  his  pity  move  : 
How  sad  the  state  the  world  was  in ! 
How  boundless  was  his  love ! 
9  He  sent  to  save  us  from  our  wo ; 
(His  goodness  never  tails  ;) 
From  deatli,  and  hell,  and  every  foe  ; 
And  still  his  grace  prevails. 
f  10  Give  thanks  to  God  the  Heavenly  King ; 
His  mercies  still  endure  : 
Let  the  whole  earth  his  praises  sing  ; 
His  truth  is  ever  sure. 
|4.f»Q  PSALM  136.  6's  &  S's.  Southbury. 

•rVJa.  The  same. 

GIVE  thanks  to  God  most  high, 
The  universal  Lord  ; 
The  sovereign  King  of  kings  ; 
And  be  his  grace  ador'd. 
His  power  and  grace  Are  still  the  same 
And  let  his  name  Have  endless  praise. 

2  How  mighty  is  his  hand  ! 
What  wonders  hath  he  done  ! 
He  form'd  the  earth  and  seas. 
And  spread  the  heavens  alone. 

Thy  mercy,  Lord,  Shall  still  endure? 
And  ever  sure  Abides  thy  word. 

3  His  wisdom  fram'd  the  sun 
To  crown  the  day  with  light ; 
The  moon  and  twinkling  stars 
To  cheer  the  darksome  night. 

His  power  and  grace  Are  still  the  same ; 
And  let  his  name  Have  endless  praise. 

4  [He  smote  the  first-born  sons, 
The  flower  of  Egypt,  dead : 
And  thence  his  chosen  tribes 
With  joy  and  glory  led. 

Thy  mercy,  Lord,  shall  still  endure; 
And  ever  sure  Abides  thy  word. 

5  His  power  and  lifted  rod 
Cleft  the  Red  Sea  in  two. 
And  for  his  people  made 
A  wondrous  passage  tlirough. 

His  power  and  grace  Are  still  the  same 
And  let  his  name  Have  endless  praise. 


JE\V1SH  CHURCH. 

6  But  cniel  Pliaraoh  there 
"With  all  his  host  he  drown'd  ; 
And  broufe^ht  his  Israel  sate 
Thruugh  a  long  desert  ground. 
Thy  mercy,  Lord,  Shall  stdl  endure  ; 
And  ever  sure  Abides  thy  word. 
4-TO         PSALM  77.  2d  Part.  C.  M.        Windsor. 
X  <  vf  •  QoffifQTi  deriv'd  from  ancienl  Providences. 
i  TTOW  awful  is  thy  chastening  rod !' 

A*  (May  thy  own  children  say,) 
'  The  great,  the  wise,  the  dreadful  God  I 
'  How  holy  is  his  way  ! ' 

2  I'll  meditate  his  works  of  old  ; 

The  King  that  reigns  above  ; 
I'll  hear  his  ancient  wonders  told, 
And  learn  to  trust  Ids  love. 

3  Long  did  the  house  of  Joseph  lie 

With  Egypt's  yoke  opoiest : 
Long  he  dulay'd  to  hear  their  cry, 
Nor  gave  lus  people  rest. 

4  The  sons  of  good  old  Jacob  seem'd 

Abandon'cl  to  their  i'ltes  ; 

But  his  almighty  arm  reileem'd 

Tl>e  nation  that  he  chose. 

5  Israel,  his  people  and  his  sheep. 

Must  follow  where  lie  calls  ; 
He  bade  them  venture  through  the  deep, 

And  made  the  waves  their  walls. 
s  6  The  waters  saw  thee,  mighty  God! 

The  waters  saw  thee  come  ; 
Backward  they  fled,  and  frighted  stood, 

To  make  thme  armies  room. 
?  Stranse  was  thy  journey  through  the  sea, 

Thy  footsteps.  Lord,  unknown  : 
Terrors  attend  the  wondrous  way 

That  brings  thy  mercies  down. 

8  [Thy  voice  with  terror  in  the  sound 

Through  clouds  and  darkness  broke ; 
All  h;aven  in  lightning  shone  around, 
And  earth  wiih  thunder  shook. 

9  Thine  arrows  through  the  sky  were  hurl'd ; 

How  glorious  is  the  Lord  ! 
Surprise  and  trembling  seiz'd  the  world, 

And  his  own  saints  ador'd. 
10  He  gave  them  water  from  the  rock  ; 

And  safe  by  Moses'  hand 
Through  a  dry  desert  led  his  flock 

Home  to  the  promis'd  land.] 


471 


JEWISH  CHURCH, 
PSALM  114.  L,  M.  Monmouth. 

Miracles  auCTiding  Israel's  Journey. 
"SI/'HEN  Israel,  freed  from  Pharadh's  hand, 
"'    Left  the  promi  tyrant  and  his  land, 
The  tribes  with  cheerful  homage  own 
Their  King,  and  Judah  was  his  throne. 

2  Across  the  deep  their  journey  lay  ; 
The  deep  divides  to  make  them  way  : 
Jordan  beheld  their  march,  and  fled 
With  backward  current  to  his  head. 

3  The  mountaino  shook  like  frighted  sheep, 
Like  lambs  the  little  hillocks  leap  ; 

Not  Sinai  on  her  Lase  could  stand, 
Conscious  of  sovereign  power  at  hand, 

4  What  power  could  make  the  deep  divide? 
M;ike  Jordan  backward  roll  his  tide? 
Wliy  did  ye  leap,  ye  little  hills? 

And  whence  the  fright  that  Sinai  feels? 
8  5  Let  every  mountain,  every  flood, 

Retire  and  know  th'  approaching  God, 
The  King  of  Israel :  see  him  here  ; 
Trem'ble,  thou  earth,  adore  and  fear. 
2  6  He  thunders,  and  all  nature  mourns, 
The  rock  to  standing  pools  he  turns  ; 
Flints  spring  with  fountains  at  his  word 
And  fires  and  seas  confess  the  Lord. 
A}JO,  HYMN  124.  B.  2.  C.  M.  Barby. 

^  •  '^*  Moses,  Aaron,  and  Joshua. 

jrpis  not  the  law  of  ten  commands 

■*-   On  holy  Sinai  given, 
Or  sent»to  men  by  Moses'  hands, 
Can  bring  us  safe  to  heaven. 

2  'Tis  not  the  blood  which  Aaron  spilt, 

Nor  smoke  of  sweetest  smell, 
Can  buy  a  pardon  for  our  guilt, 
Or  save  our  souls  from  hell. 

3  Aaron  the  priest  resigns  his  breath 

At  God's  immediate  will : 
And  in  the  desert  yields  to  death 
Upon  th'  appointed  hill. 

4  And  thus  on  Jordan's  yonder  side 

The  tribes  of  Israel  stand. 
While  Moses  bow'd  his  head  and  died 

Short  of  the  promis'd  land. 
/6  Israel,  rejoice,  now  Joshua*  leads, 

He'll  bring  your  tribes  to  rest ; 

9i.     the  Saviour's  name  e.vceeds 

The  Ruler  and  the  Priest. 
•  Joshua,  the  same  with  Jesus,  and  signifies  a  Saviour. 


CHRISTIAN  CHURCH. 

Ajy^         PSALM  107.  1st  Part.  L.  31.     Antigua. 
•  *-'•  Israel  ud  to  Canaan,  aM  Christians  to  . 

GI\'E  thanks  to  God  ;  he  reigns  above. 
Kind  are  his  thoughts,  his  name  is  love ; 
His  mercy  ages  past  have  known, 
And  ages  long  to  come  shall  o'.vn. 

2  Let  the  redeemed  of  the  Lord 
The  wonders  of  his  crace  record  ; 
Israel,  the  nation  whom  be  chose, 
And  rescued  from  their  mightj-  foes. 

3  [When  God's  almighty  arm  had  broke 
Their  fetters  and  th'  Egyptian  yoke, 
They  trac'd  tiie  desert,  wandering  round 
A  wild  and  solitary  ground. 

4  There  they  couid  find  no  leading  road, 
Nor  city  for  a  fi.x'd  abode  ; 
Nor  fowl,  nor  fountain  to  assuage 
Their  burning  tliiist,  or  hunger's  rage.] 

p  5  In  their  distress  to  God  they  cried, 

God  was  their  Sarour  and  their  guide  ; 
He  led  their  march  far  wandering  round, 
'Twas  the  right  path  to  Canaan's  ground. 

6  Thu5  when  our  first  release  we  gain 
From  sin's  old  yoke  and  Satan'? cbain, 
AVe  have  tnis  desert  world  to  pass, 
A  dangerous  and  a  tiresome  place. 

7  He  feeds  and  clothes  us  all  the  way, 
He  gu:des  our  footsteps  lest  we  stray. 
He  suards  us  with  a  powerful  hand. 
And  brings  us  to  the  heavenly  land. 

<  8  0  let  the  saint's  with  joy  record 

The  truth  and  goodness  of  the  Lord  ! 
How  great  his  works  !  bow  kind  his  ways  ! 
Let  every  tongue  pronounce  his  praise. 


THE  CHRISTIAN  CHURCH. 


THE   SETTLEMEXT   AND   BEArTY   OF  A   CHURCH. 


474. 


PSALIM  15.  C.  M.  Medfield 

Characurs  of  a  SairU ;  or,  a  Citizen  of  Zian. 


W^HO  shall  inhabit  in  thy  hill, 
>»    O  God  of  holmess  ? 
Whom  will  the  Lord  admit  to  dwell 
So  aear  lus  throne  of  grace } 


CHRISTIAN  CHURCH. 

8  The  man  that  walks  in  pious  ways, 
And  works  with  righteous  hands  ; 
That  trusts  his  Maker's  promises, 
And  follows  his  commands. 

3  He  speaks  the  meaning  of  his  heart, 

Nor  slanders  with  his  tongue  ; 

■\Vill  scarce  helieve  an  ill  report, 

Nor  do  his  neighbour  wrong. 

4  The  wealthy  sinner  he  contemns, 

Loves  all  that  fear  the  Lord  ; 
And  though  to  his  own  hurt  he  swears, 
Still  he  performs  his  word, 

5  His  hands  disdain  a  golden  bribe, 

And  never  gripe  the  poor ; 
This  man  shall  dwell  with  God  on  earth. 
And  find  his  heaven  secure. 

d-T  ^  Psahn  15.  L.  M.  New  Haven. 

^*  *^*  Religion  andJust,'-'.,  Goodness  and  Truth. 

WHO  shall  ascend  thy  heavenly  place, 
Great  God,  and  dwell  before  thy  tace? 
The  man  that  minds  religion  now, 
And  humbly  walks  with  God  below  : 

2  Whose  hands  are  pure,  whose  heart  is  clean 
Whose  lips  still  speak  the  thing  they  mean 
No  slanders  dwell  upon  his  tongue  ; 

He  hates  to  do  his  neighbour  wrong. 

3  [Scarce  will  he  trust  an  ill  report. 
Nor  vent  it  to  his  neighbour's  hurt : 
Sinners  of  state  he  can  despise. 
But  saints  are  iionour'd  in  his  eyes.] 

4  [Firm  to  his  word  he  ever  stood, 
And  always  makes  his  promise  good ; 
Nor  dares  to  change  tlie  tiling  he  s.vears. 
Whatever  pain  or  loss  he  hears.] 

5  [He  never  deals  in  hrihing  gold, 

And  mourns  that  justice  should  Ije  sold : 
While  others  gripe  and  grind  the  poor, 
^  Sweet  charity  attends  his  door.  J 

6  He  loves  his  enemies,  and  prays 
For  those  that  curse  him  to  his  face  ; 
And  doth  to  all  men  still  the  same 
That  he  would  hope  or  wish  from  them. 

7  Yet  when  his  holiest  works  are  done. 
His  soul  depends  on  grace  alone  ; 
This  is  the  man  thy  face  shall  see, 
And  dwell  for  ever,  Lord,  with  thee. 


476 


SETTLEMENT  OF  A  CHURCH. 

PSALM  24.  C.  1^1.  PieU'. 

Dwelling  with  God. 


THE  earth  for  ever  is  the  Lord's, 
With  Adam's  numerous  race  ; 
He  rais'd  its  arches  o'er  the  Hoods, 
And  built  it  on  tiie  seas. 

2  But  who  amorig  the  sons  of  men 

May  visit  thine  abode? 
He  that  has  hands  from  mischief  clean. 
Whose  lieart  is  right  with  God. 

3  This  is  the  man  may  rise  and  take 

The  blessings  of  his  grace  ; 
This  is  the  lof  of  those  that  seek 
The  God  of  Jacob's  face. 

4  Now  [at  our  soul's  immortal  po\\-ers 

To  meet  the  Lord  prepare, 

Lift  up  their  everlasting  doors, 

The  Kmg  of  Glory''^-  near. 

5  The  King  of  Glory !  AVho  can  tell 

The  wonders  of  his  might ! 
He  rules  the  nations ;  but  to  dwell 
With  saints  is  his  delight. 

A'J"7  PSALHI 13^  C.  M. 

^'   '•  A  Chtcrch  established. 

["VrO  sleep  nor  slumber  to  his  eyes 
-l- '    Good  David  would  ailbril. 
Till  he  had  found  below  the  skies 
A  dwelling  for  the  Lord.  ^ 

2  The  Lord  in  Zion  plac'd  his  name, 

His  ark  was  settled  there  ; 

To  Zion  the  whole  nation  came 

To  worship  thrice  a  year. 

3  But  we  *iave  no  such  lengths  to  go. 

Nor  w  .nder  far  abroad  ; 
Where'er  tliy  saints  assemble  uow, 
There  is  a  house  for  God.] 

PAUSE. 

I  4  Arise,  0  King  of  grace,  arise. 
And  enter  to  thy  rest ! 
Lo!  thy  church  waits,  with  longing  eyes 
Thus  to  be  ownd  and  blest 

5  Enter  with  all  thy  glorious  train, 

Thy  Si'irit  and  thy  word  ; 
All  that  the  ark  did  once  contain 
Could  no  such  grace  aflbrd. 

6  Here,  mighty  God,  accept  our  vows, 

Here  let  thy  praise  be  spread  ; 


478. 


SETTLEMENT  OF  A  CHURCH. 

Bless  the  provisions  of  thy  house, 
And  fill  thy  poor  with  bread. 

7  Here  let  the  Son  of  David  reign, 
Let  God's  Anointed  shine  ; 

Justice  and  truth  his  courts  maintain, 
With  love  and  power  divine. 

8  Here  let  him  hold  a  lasting  throne  ; 
And  as  his  kingdom  grows, 

Fresh  honour  shuil  adorn  his  crown, 
And  shame  confound  his  foes. 

PSALM  132.  L.  M.  Truro. 

At  the  Settlement  of  a  Church ;  or.  the  Ordi- 
nation of  a  Minister. 
WHERE  shall  we  go  to  seek  and  find 
A  habitation  for  our  God, 
A  dwelling  for  th'  Eternal  Mind, 
Amongst  the  sons  of  flesh  and  blood? 
''he  God  of  Jacob  chose  the  hill 
Of  Zion  for  his  ancient  rest  ; 
And  Zion  is  his  dwelling  still. 
His  church  is  with  his  presence  blest. 

3  Here  will  I  fix  my  gracious  throne, 
And  reign  for  ever,  saith  t!ie  Lord  ; 
Here  shall  my  power  and  love  be  known. 
And  blessings  shall  attend  my  word. 

4  Here  will  I  meet  the  hungry  poor. 
And  fill  their  souls  with  living  bread ; 
Sinners,  that  wait  before  my  door, 
With  sweet  provisions  shall  be  ted. 

5  Girded  with  truth,  and  cloth'd  with  grace. 
My  priests,  my  ministers  shall  shine  : 
Not  Aaron,  in  his  costly  dress. 

Made  an  appearance  so  divine. 
I  6  The  saints,  unable  to  contain 

Their  inward  joys,  shall  shout  and  sing ; 
The  Son  of  David  here  shall  reign, 
And  Zion  triumph  in  her  King. 
1  Jesus  shall  see  a  numerous  seed 
,Born  here,  t'  Ui)hold  lii-s  glorious  name 
His  crown  shall  flourish  on  his  head, 
While  all  his  foes  are  cloth'd  with  shanne. 

d.'JC)         PSALM  113.  3d  Part.  C.  M.  Mear, 

-r  t  *J,  Qfi^j-^gi  ^^g  Foundation  of  his  Church. 

BEHOLD  the  sure  foundation  stone 
Which  God  in  Zion  lays. 
To  build  our  heavenly  hopes  upon. 
And  his  eternal  praise. 


BEAUTY  OF  A  CHURCH. 

2  Chosen  of  God,  to  sinners  dear, 

And  sanits  adore  the  name, 
They  trust  their  wiiole  salvation  here, 
Nor  shall  they  sutler  shame. 

3  The  fooiislj  builders,  scribe  and  priest, 

Reject  It  with  disdain  ; 
Yet  on  this  rock,  ihe  church  shall  rest, 
And  envy  rage  in  vain. 

4  What  though  the  gates  of  hell  wthstood. 

Yet  must  this  buildiiJg  rise  ; 
'Tis  thy  own  work,  almighty  God, 
And  wondrous  in  our  eyes. 

P3AL:M  45.  2d  Part.  L.  M.        Aiitig'.ia 


480 


ChrisL  and  his  Church  ;  or,  the  myslical 
Marriage. 

THE  King  of  saints,  how  fair  his  face, 
Adorn'd  with  majesty  and  grace ! 
He  comes  with  blessings  from  above, 
And  wins  the  natioos  to  his  love. 

2  At. his  right  hand  our  eyes  behoM 
The  queen  array'd  in  purest  gold ; 
The  world  admireiS  her  heavenly  dress, 
Her  robe  of  joy  and  righteousness. 

3  He  forms  her  beauties  like  liis  own  ; 
He  calls  and  seats  her  near  liis  throne : 
Fair  stranger,  let  tijine  heart  forget 
The  idols  of  thy  native  state. 

/  4  So  shall  the  King  the  more  rejoice 
In  thee,  the  favourite  of  his  choice  ; 
Let  him  be  lov'd  and  yet  ador'd, 
For  he's  thy  Maker  and  thy  Lord. 
5  0  happy  liour,  M'hen  thou  shalt  rise 
To  his  tair  palace  in  the  skies, 
And  all  thy  sons  (a  numerous  train) 
Each  like  a  prince  in  glory  reign! 
I  6  Let  endless  honours  crown  his  head  ; 
Let  every  age  his  praises  spread  ; 
While  we  with  cheerful  songs  approve 
The  condescensions  of  his  love. 
^Q I  PSALni  45.  S.  M.       Silver-street- 

"-tO  A  .  y^g  Q^^^  ^j>  Qfij^^i .  and  Success  of  the  Gospel. 

MY  Saviour  and  my  King, 
Thy  beauties  are  divine  ; 
Thy  lips  with  blessing.?  overflow, 
And  every  grace  is  thine. 
2     Now  make  thy  glory  known, 
Gird  on  thy  dreadful  sword 


BEAUTY  OF  A  CHURCH. 
And  ride  in  majesty  to  spread 
The  conQuests  of  thy  word. 

3  Strike  throu?h  thy  stubborp  foes, 
Or  melt  their  hearts  t'  obey, 

While  justice,  meekness,  grace,  and  truth, 
Attend  thy  glorious  way. 

4  Thy  laws,  O  God,  are  right ; 
Thy  throne  shall  ever  stand  ; 

And  thy  victorious  gospel  proves 
A  sceptre  in  thy  hand. 

5  [Thy  Father  and  thy  God 
Hath  without  measure  shed 

His  Spirit,  like  a  jo>'1ul  oil, 
T'  anoint  thy  sacred  head.] 
S     [Behold,  at  thy  right  .:and 
The  Gentile  church  is  sean, 
Like  a  fair  bride  in  rich  attire, 
And  princes  guard  the  queen.] 

7  Fair  bride,  receive  his  love, 
Forget  thy  Father's  house  ; 

Forsake  thy  gods,  thy  idol-gods, 
And  pay  thy  Lord  thy  vows. 

8  O  let  thy  God  and  King 

Thy  sweetest  tboughis  employ ; 
Tiiy  children  shall  his  honours  sing 
In  palaces  of  joy. 

4-R2  PSALM  87.  L.  M.  Duke-street, 

TO^/.  y^g  Church  the  Birth-place  of  the  Saints. 


f^  op  in  his  earthy  temple  lays 


Foundations  for  his  heavenly  praise  :  ' 

He  likes  the  ter.fs  of  Jacob  well, 
But  still  in  Zion  loves  to  dwell. 

2  His  mercy  \isifs  every  house 
That  pay  their  nisht  and  morning  vows  ; 
But  makes  a  more  delightful  stay 
Where  churches  meet  to  praise  and  pray. 

3  What  glories  were  described  of  old! 
What  wonders  are  of  Zion  told ! 
Thou  city  of  our  God  below. 
Thy  fame  shall  Tyre  and  Egypt  know. 

4  Egypt  and  Tyre,  and  Greek  and  Jew, 
Shall  there  begin  their  lives  anew  ; 
Angels  and  men  shall  join  to  sing 
The  hill  where  living  waters  spring. 

*  ^^^"  ^°^  makes  up  bis  last  account 
Of  natives  in  his  holy  mount, 
'Twill  be  an  honour  to  appear 
As  Dne  new-born  or  nourish'd  there  I 


483 


484 


BEAUTY  OF  A  CHURCH. 

PSALM  92.  2d  Part.  L.  M.  Luton. 

The  Church  is  the  Garden  of  God. 

LORD,  'tis  a  pleasant  thing  to  stand 
In  gardens  planted  by  thine  hand  ; 
Let  me  witliin  thy  courts  be  seen 
Like  a  young  cedar  fresh  and  green. 

2  There  grow  thy  saints  in  faith  and  love, 
Blest  with  thine  influence  from  above; 
Not  Lebanon  with  all  its  trees 

Yields  such  a  comely  sight  as  these. 

3  The  plants  of  grace  shall  ever  live  ; 
(Nature  decays,  but  grace  must  thrive  ;) 
Time,  that  doth  all  things  else  impair. 
Still  makes  tijem  flourish  strong  and  fair. 

4  Laden  with  fruits  of  age,  they  show 
The  Lord  is  holy,  just,  and  true  : 
None  that  attend  his  gates  shall  find 
A  God  unfaithful  or  unkind. 

PSALM  43.  1st  Part.  S.  M.       Dover. 

The  Church  la  the  Honour  and  Safety  of  a  Naiion. 


And  let  his  praise  be  great, 
He  makes  his  churches  his  abode, 
His  most  delightful  seat. 

2  These  temples  of  his  grace. 
How  beautiful  they  stand  ! 

The  honours  of  our  native  place, 
And  bulwarks  of  our  land.] 

3  In  Sion  God  is  known 
A  refuge  in  distress  ; 

How  bright  has  his  salvation  shone 
Through  all  her  palaces  ! 

4  When  kings  against  her  join'd. 
And  saw  the  Lord  was  there, 

Id  wild  confusion  of  the  mind 
They  fled  with  hasty  fear. 

5  Oft  have  our  fathers  toI,-l, 
Our  eyes  have  often  seen, 

How  well  our  God  secures  the  fold 
Where  his  own  sheep  have  been. 

6  In  every  net*  distress 
AVe'U  to  bis  house  repair, 

We'll  think  upon  his  wondrous  grace, 
And  seek  deliverance  there. 
4_QK         PSALM  48.  2d  Part.  S.  M.      Peckham. 
rOtJ.  gp;^g  Beauty  of  the  Church;  Gospel  Worship. 

FAR  as  thy  name  is  known 
The  word  declares  thy  praise ; 


BEAUTY  OF  A  CHURCH. 

Thy  saints,  0  Lord,  before  tliy  throno 
Their  songs  of  honour  raise. 
/  2     With  joy  let  Judah  stand 
On  Zion's  chosen  hill. 

Proclaim  the  wonders  of  thy  hand, 
And  counsels  of  thy  will. 

3  Let  strangers  walk  around 
The  city  where  we  dwell : 

Compass  and  \iew  thine  holy  ground, 
And  mark  the  building  well ; 

4  The  orders  of  thy  house, 
The  worship  of  thy  court. 

The  cheerful  songs,  the  solemn  vows ; 

And  make  a  fair  report. 
s  5     How  decent  and  how  wise  1 

How  glorious  to  behold  I 
Beyond  the  pomp  that  charms  the  eyea, 

And  rites  adorn'd  with  gold. 
6     The  God  we  worship  now 

Will  guide  us  till  we  die, 
Will  be  our  God  while  here  below, 

And  ours  above  the  sky. 


486 


HYMN  152.  C.  M.  Arlingtoa 

Sinai  and  Sion,  Heb.  xii.  18,  &«. 

NOT  to  the  terrors  of  the  Lord, 
The  tempest,  fire,  and  smoke ; 
Not  to  the  thunder  of  that  word 
Which  God  on  Sinai  spoke  ; 

2  But  we  are  come  to  Sion's  hill, 

The  city  of  our  God, 
Where  milder  words  declare  bis  wilJ, 
And  spread  his  love  abroad. 

3  Behold  the  iimumerable  host 

Of  angels  cloth'd  in  light  I 
Behold  the  spirits  of  the  just, 
Whose  faith  is  turn'd  to  sight ! 

4  Behold  the  biess'd  assembly  there, 

Whose  names  are  writ  in  heaven; 
And  God  the  judge  of  art  declares 
Their  vilest  sins  forgiv'n. 

5  The  saints  on  earth,  and  all  the  dead, 

But  one  communion  make  ; 
All  join  in  Christ  their  living  head, 

And  of  his  grace  partake. 
S  In  such  society  as  this 

My  weary  soul  would  rest ; 
The  man  that  dwells  where  Jesus  is 

Must  be  for  ever  blest 


THE  CHURCH'S  AFFLICTIONS,  &c. 

THK    church's    afflictions,   PERSECUTIONS,   AND 
COMPLAINTS. 

J.Qy  PSALM  80.  L.  M.  Surry. 

^^  '  •  The  Church's  Prayer  under  AMiction. 

C:;|.REAT  Shepherd  of  thine  Israel, 
T  Who  didst  between  the  cherubs  dwell, 

And  led  the  tribes,  thy  ciiosen  sheep, 

Safe  through  the  desert  and  the  deep: 
2  Thy  church  is  in  the  desert  now, 

Shine  from  on  higl-.  and  guide  us  through ; 

Turn  us  to  thee,  thy  love  restore. 

We  shall  be  sav'd,  and  sigh  no  more, 
s  3  Great  God,  whom  heavenly  hosts  obey, 

How  long  shall  we  lament  and  pray 

And  wait  in  vain  thy  kind  return? 

How  long  shall  thy  fierce  anger  bum? 
p  4  Instead  of  wine  and  cheerful  bread. 

Thy  saints  with  their  own  tears  are  fed ; 

Turn  us  to  thee,  thy  love  restore. 

We  shall  be  sav'd,  and  sigh  no  more. 

PAUSE. 

5  Hast  thou  not  planted  with  thy  hands 
A  lovely  vine  in  heathen  lands? 

Did  not  thy  power  defend  it  round. 
And  heavenly  dews  enrich  the  ground? 

6  How  did  the  spreading  branches  shoot, 
And  bless  the  nations  with  theu-  fruit ! 
But  now,  dear  Lord,  look  down  and  see 
Thy  mourning  vine,  that  lovely  tree. 

7  Why  is  its  beauty  thus  defac'd? 
Why  hast  thou  laid  her  fences  waste? 
Strangers  and  foes  against  her  join, 
And  every  beast  devours  the  vine. 

8  Return,  almighty  God,  return. 

Nor  let  thy  bleeding  lineyard  mourn  ; 
Tura  us  to  thee,  thy  love  restore, 
We  shall  be  sav'd,  and  sigh  no  more. 
488  PSALM  44.  C.  M.  Irisli 

^^*  The  Church's  Complaint  in  Perseciaion- 
T  ORD,  we  have  heard  thy  works  of  old, 
■^  Thy  works  of  power  and  grace, 
When  to  our  ears  our  fathers  told 

The  wonders  of  their  days  : 
2  How  thou  didst  build  thy  churches  here, 

And  make  thy  gospel  known  ; 


THE  CHURCH'S  AFFLICTIONS,  &c. 

Amonffst  them  di*'  thine  arm  appear, 
Thy  light  and  glory  shone. 
/  3  In  God  they  boasted  all  the  day, 
And  in  a  cheerful  throng 
Did  tho'osands  meet  to  praise  and  pray, 
And  grace  was  ail  their  song. 
p  4  But  now  our  souls  are  seiz'd  with  shame, 
Confusion  fills  our  face, 
To  hear  the  enemy  blaspheme, 
And  fools  reproach  thy  grace. 

5  Yet  have  we  not  forgot  our  God, 

Nor  falsely  dealt  with  heaven, 
Nor  have  our  steps  declin'd  the  road 
Of  duty  thou  hast  given  ; 

6  Though  dragons  all  around  us  roar 

With  their  destructive  breath, 
And  thine  own  hand  has  bruis'd  us  sore, 
Hard  by  the  gates  of  death. 

PAUSE. 

p  7  We  are  expos'd  all  day  to  die 
As  martyrs  for  thy  cause  ; 
As  sheep  for  slaughter  bound  we  lie 
By  sharp  and  bloody  laws. 

8  Awake,  arise,  almighty  Lord, 

Why  sleeps  thy  wonted  grace? 
Why  should  ^ye  look  like  men  abhon'd, 
Orbanish'dfrom  thy  face? 

9  Wilt  thou  for  ever  cast  us  off? 

And  still  neglect  our  cries? 
For  ever  hide  thine  heavenly  love 
From  our  afflicted  eyes  ? 
"  10  Down  to  the  dust  our  soul  is  bow'd, 
And  dies  upon  the  ground  ; 
Rise  for  our  help,  rebuke  the  proud. 
And  all  their  powers  confound. 
I  11  Redeem  us  from  perpetual  shame, 
Our  Saviour  and  our  God ! 
We  plead  the  honours  of  thy  name, 
The  merits  of  thv  blood. 


489 


PSALM  74.  C.  M.  Bar])y. 

•  The  Church  pleading  with  God  under  sore  Per- 
secuiion. 


TI/TLL  God  for  ever  cast  us  off? 

'  ' .  His  wrath  for  ever  smoke 

Against  the  people  of  his  love. 

His  little  chosen  fiock  ? 

2  Think  of  the  tribes  so  dearly  bought 

With  their  Redeemer's  blood  : 


THE  CHURCH'S  AFFLICTIONS,  &c. 

Nor  let  thy  Zion  be  fr-got, 
Where  once  'hy  glory  stood. 

5  Lift  up  thy  feet  and  march  in  haste, 

Aloud  our  ruin  calls ; 
See  what  a  wide  and  fearful  waste 
Is  made  within  thy  walls. 

4  "Where  once  thy  churches  pray'd  and  sarjg, 

Thy  foes  profanely  roar : 
Over  thy  gates  their  ensigns  hang, 
Sad  tokens  of  their  power. 
p  5  How  are  the  seats  of  worship  broke ' 
They  tear  the  buildings  down  ; 
And  he  that  deals  the  heaviest  stroke 
Procures  the  chief  renown. 

6  With  flames  they  threaten  to  destroy 

Thy  children  in  their  nest ; 
'  Come,  let  us  burn  at  once,'  they  cry, 
'  The  temple  and  the  priest.' 

7  And  still  to  heighten  our  distress, 

Thy  presence  is  withdrawn  ; 
Thy  wonted  sinirs  of  power  and  grace, 
Thy  power  and  grace  are  gone. 

5  No  prophet  .speaks  to  calm  our  woes, 

But  all  the  seers  do  mourn  ; 
There's  not  a  soul  amongst  us  knows 
The  time  of  thy  return. 

PAUSE. 

9  How  lonff,  eternal  God,  how  long 
Shall  men  of  pride  blaspheme  ? 
Shall  saints  be  made  their  endless  song. 
And  bear  immortal  shame? 

10  Canst  thou  for  ever  sit  and  hear 

Thine  holy  name  profan'd  ! 
And  still  thy  jealousy  forbear, 
And  still  withhold  thine  hand. 

11  What  strange  deliverance  hast  thou  shown 

In  age.*  long  before  I 
And  now  no  other  God  we  own, 
No  other  God  adore. 

12  Our  foes  would  triumph  in  our  blood, 

And  make  our  hope  their  jegt ; 
Plead  thine  own  cause,  almighty  Godl 

And  give  thy  children  rest. 
4-Qn  PSaLM  b3.  S.  M.  Watchmen, 

^*-'^*    A  Complaint  against  Persecutors. 

AND  will  the  God  of  grace 
Perpetual  silence  keep? 
The  Gnd  of  justice  hold  his  peace, 
And  let  his  vengeance  sleep  ? 


THE  CHURCH'S  AFFLICTIONS,  &c, 

2  Behold  what  cursed  snares 
The  men  of  mischief  spread  ; 

The  men  that  hate  thy  saints  and  thee 
Lift  up  their  threatening  head. 

3  Against  thy  hidden  ones 
Their  counsels  they  employ, 

And  malice,  with  her  vvatchftil  eye, 
Pursues  them  to  destroy; 

4  '  Come,  let  us  join.'  they  cry, 

'  To  root  them  from  the  ground, 
*  Till  not  the  name  of  saints  remain, 
'  Nor  memory  shall  be  found.' 

5  Awake,  almighty  God, 
And  call  thy  wrath  to  mind ; 

Give  them  like  forests  to  the  fire, 
Or  stubble  to  the  wind, 

6  Convince  their  madness,  Lord, 
And  make  them  seek  thy  name ; 

Or  else  their  stubborn  rage  confound, 
That  they  may  die  in  same. 
s  7     Then  shall  the  nations  know 
That  glorious  dreadful  word, 
Jehovah  is  thy  name  aione, 
And  thou  the  sovereign  Lord. 
IQl  PSALM  33.  1st  Part.  C.  M.      Windsor. 

TkJ  J.  •  p^nygj.  (,ji^  Faith  of  persecuted  Sainis. 

NOW  plead  my  cause,  almighty  God, 
With  all  the  sons  of  strife  ; 
And  fight  against  the  men  of  blood, 
^Vho  fight  against  my  life, 
s  2  Draw  out  thy  spear,  and  stop  their  way 
Lift  thine  avengtng  rod  ; 
But  to  my  soul  in  mercy  say, 
'  I  am  thy  Saviour  God.' 

3  They  plant  their  snares  to  catch  my  feet, 

And  nets  of  mischief  spread ; 
Plunge  the  destroyers  in  the  pit 
That  their  own  hands  have  made. 

4  Let  fogs  and  darkness  hide  their  way, 

And  slippery  be  their  ground  ; 
Tiiy  wrath  shall  make  their  lives  a  prey, 
And  all  their  rage  confound. 

5  They  fly  like  chaff  before  the  wind. 

Before  thine  angry  breath  ; 
The  angel  of  the  Lord  behind 
I  Pursues  them  down  to  death. 

6  They  love  the  road  that  leads  to  hell ; 

Then  let  the  rebels  die, 

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THE  CHURCH'S  AFFLICTIONS,  &c 


malice  is  implacable 
Against  the  Lord  on  lush. 

7  But  if  thou  hast  a  chosen  few 
Amongst  that  impious  race, 
Divide  them  from  the  bloody  crew 
By  thy  surpassing  grace. 

2  8  Then  will  I  raise  my  tuneful  voice 
To  make  thy  wonders  known  ; 
In  their  salvation  I'll  rejoice, 
And  bless  thee  for  my  own. 

4-Q2         PSALM  14.  2d  Part.  C.  M.        MedfielA 
TTt/-^ »         j'Tjg  -poiiy  of  Persecutors. 

ARE  sinners  now  so  senseless  grown 
That  they  the  saints  devour? 
And  never  worship  at  thy  throne, 
Nor  fear  thine  awful  power  ? 

2  Great  God,  appear  to  their  surprise, 

Reveal  thy  dreadful  name  ; 
Let  them  no  more  thy  wrath  despise, 
.  Nor  turn  our  hope  to  shame. 

3  Dost  thou  not  dwell  among  the  just  ? 

And  yet  our  foes  deride, 
That  we  should  make  thy  name  our  tnist ; 
Great  God,  confound  their  pride. 

2  4  0  that  the  joyful  day  were  come 
To  finish  our  distress ! 
When  God  shall  bring  his  cliildren  Lome, 
Our  songs  shall  never  cease. 

4.QQ  PSALM  53.  C.  M.  Baldwin. 

^  ^  *-'  •  Victory  and  Delivcrznce  from  Persecution. 

ARE  all  the  foes  of  Sion  fools, 
Wjio  thus  devour  her  samts  ? 
Do  they  npt  know  her  Saviour  rules, 
And  pifics  her  complaints  ? 
s  2  They  shall  be  seiz'd  with  sad  surprise ; 
For  God's  avenging  arm 
Scatters  the  bones  of  them  that  rise 
To  do  his  children  harm. 

3  In  vain  the  sons  of  Satan  boast 
Of  armies  in  array  ; 
"When  God  has  first  dispers'd  their  host. 
They  fall  an  easy  prey. 
/  4  0  for  a  word  from  Sion's  King, 
Her  captives  to  restore  I 
Jacob  with  all  the  tiibes  shall  sing, 
And  Judah  weep  no  more. 


SAFETY  OF  THE  CHURCH. 


THE    SAFETY,  DELIVERANCE,  AND   TRIUJIPH   OP 
THE   CHURCH. 


I  Q4^      PSALM  135.  1st  Part.  L.  M.    Monmouth. 
iri7T:.    y^g  Church  is  God's  House  and  Care. 

PRAISE  ye  the  Lord,  exalt  his  name 
While  in  his  holy  courts  ye  wait, 
Ye  saints  that  to  his  house  belong, 
Or  stand  attending  at  his  gate. 
2  Praise  ye  the  Lord  ;  the  Lord  is  good  ; 
To  praise  his  name  is  sweet  employ; 
Israel  he  chose  of  old,  and  stLU 
His  church  is  his  peculiar  joy. 
p  3  The  Lord  himself  will  judge  his  .9aints ; 
He  treats  his  ser\'ants  as  his  friertds  ; 
And  when  he  hoars  their  sore  complaints, 
Piepents  the  sorrows  that  he  sends. 
4  Through  every  age  the  Lord  declares 
His  name,  and  breaks  th'  oppressor's  rod  I 
He  gives  his  suffering  servants  rest. 
And  will  he  known,  Th'  almighty  God 
f  5  Bless  ye  the  Lord,  wh^  taste  his  love. 
People  and  priests  exalt  his  name : 
Amongst  his  saints  he  ever  dwells  ; 
His  church  is  his  Jerusalem. 
,   QK  HYMN  38.  B.  1.  C.  M.  Irish. 

'^'^  •       God's  Under  Care  of  his  Church. 
lyrO'W  shall  my  inward  joj's  arise, 
-i- '    Ami  bur>;t  into  a  song. 
Almighty  love  inspires  my  heart, 
And  pleasure  tunes  my  tongue. 

2  God  on  his  thirsty  Sion-hill 

Some  mercy-drops  has  thro\vn. 
And  solemn  oaths  have  hound  lua  fove 
To  shower  salvation  down. 

3  Why  do  we  then  indulge  our  fears, 

Suspicions,  and  complaints  ? 

Is  he  a  God,  and  shall  his  grace 

Grow  weary  of  his  saints? 

4  Can  a  kind  woman  e'er  fjrget 

The  infant  of  her  womb, 
And  'mongst  a  thousand  tender  thoughts 
Her  suckling  have  no  room  ? 

5  '  Yet,'  saith  the  Lord,  '  should  nature  changa 

And  mothers  monsters  prove, 
.Sion  still  dwells  upon  the  heart 
•  Of  everlasting  Love. 


SAFETY  OF  THE  CHURCH. 

6  '  Deep  on  the  palms  of  both  my  hands 
'  I  have  enerav'd  her  name  ; 
'  My  hand  shall  raise  her  ruin'd  walls, 
'  And  build  her  broken  frame.' 


496. 


HYMN  8.  B.  1.  C.  M.  Mea^ 

The  Safety  and  Protection  of  the  Church. 


TTOW  honourable  is  the  place 


AVhere  we  adoring  stand; 
Zion,  the  glory  of  the  earth, 
And  beauty  of  the  land  ! 

2  Bulvarks  of  miglity  grace  defend 

The  city  wh.re  we  dwell. 
The  walls,  of  strong  salvation  made, 
Defy  th'  assaults  of  hell. 

3  Lift  up  the  everlasting  gates, 

The  doors  wide  open  fling, 

Enter,  ye  nations,  that  obey 

The  statutes  of  our  King. 

4  Here  shall  you  taste  unmingied  joyg. 

And  live  in  perfect  peace. 
You  that  have  known  Jehovah's  name, 
And  ventur'd  on  his  grace  ; 

5  Trust  in  the  Lord,  for  ever  tru.st,. 

And  banish  all  your  fears  ; 
Strength  in  the  Lord  Jehovah  dwells, 
Eternal  as  his  years. 

6  [What  though  the  rebels  dwell  on  high, 

His  arm  shall  bring  them  low. 

Low  as  the  caverns  of  the  grave 

Their  lot\y  heads  shall  bow.] 

7  [On  Babylon  our  feet  shall  tread 

In  that  rejoicing  hour, 
The  ruins  of  her  wall?  shall  spread 
A  pavement  for  the  poor.] 

HYMN  64.  B.  2,  L.  M.  Batb 

God  the  Glory  and  Defence  of  Slo-n. 

HAPPY  the  church,  thou  sacred  place, 
The  seat  of  thy  Creator's  grace  ; 
Thine  holy  courts  are  his  abode, 
Thou  earthly  palace  of  our  God. 
2  Thy  walls  are  strength,  and  at  thy  gates 
A  guard  of  heavenly  warriors  waits  ; 
Nor  shall  thy  deep  foundations  move, 
Fix'd  on  his  counsels  and  his  love. 
p  S  Thy  foes  in  vain  designs  engage, 
Against  his  throne  in  vain  they  rage, 
Like  rising  waves,  with  angi7  roar, 
"That  dash  and  die  upon  the  shore. 


497 


H^ 


SAFETY  OF  THE  CHURCH. 
4  Then  let  our  souls  in  Zion  dwell, 
Nor  fear  the  wrath  of  Rome  and  hell  : 
His  arms  embrace  tiii.s  happy  ground, 
Like  brazen  bulwarks  built  around. 
f  5  God  is  our  shield,  and  God  our  sun ; 
Swift  as  the  fleeting  moments  run, 
On  us  he  sheds  new  beams  of  grace. 
And  we  reflect  his  brightest  praise. 
IQQ  HYMN  18.  B.  2.  L.  M.  Islington. 

I. *^ w.  j.^g  Ministry  of  Angels. 

[IGH  on  a  hill  of  dazzling  light 
L  The  King  of  glory  spreads  his  seat, 
And  troops  of  angels,  stretch'd  for  flight. 
Stand  waiting  round  his  awful  feet. 

2  '  Go  '  sailh  the  Lord.  '  my  Gabriel,  go, 
'  Salute  the  virgin's  fruitful  womb  ; 

I  Make  haste,  ye  cherubs,  down  below, 
'  Sing  and  proclaim  the  Saviour's  come. 

3  Here  a  bright  squadron  leaves  the  skies. 
And  thick  around  Elisha  stands : 
Anon  a  heavenly  soldier  flies, 

And  breaks  the  chains  from  Peter's  hands. 

4  Thy  winged  troops,  O  God  of  iiosts. 
Wait  on  thy  wandering  church  below, 
Here  we  are  sailing  to  thy  coasts. 
Let  angels  be  our  convoy  too. 

5  Are  they  not  ail  thy  servants.  Lord  t 
At  thy  command  they  go  and  come, 
AVith  cheerful  haste  obey  thy  word, 
And  guard  thy  children  to  their  home. 

IQQ         PSALM  46.  1st  Part.  L.  M.  Luton. 

*^*  The  Church's  Safety  and  Triumph. 

riOT)  is  the  refuge  of  his  saints, 

2;^  \V  hen  storms  of  sharp  distress  invade ; 

Ere  we  can  offer  our  complaints, 

Behold  him  present  with  his  aid. 

Let  mountains  from  their  seats  be  hurl'd 

Down  to  the  deep,  and  buried  there ; 

Convulsions  shake  the  solid  world. 

Our  faith  shall  never  yield  to  fear. 
I  3  Loud  may  the  troubled  ocean  roar, 

In  sacred  peace  our  souls  abide, 

VV  hile^every  nation,  every  shore, 

i  rembles,  and  dreads  the  swelling  tide. 
J)  4  There  is  a  stream  whose  gentle  flow 
I  Siinp  ics  the  city  of  our  God  ; 

I         Life,  love,  and  joy  still  gliding  through, 
1         And  watering  our  divine  abode. 


SAFETY  OF  THE  CHURCH. 

5  That  sacred  stream,  thine  holy  word, 
That  all  our  raging  tear  controls  ; 
Sweet  peace  thy  promises  aHbrd, 

And  give  new  strength  to  f'amting  souls. 

6  Sion  enjoys  her  monarch's  love, 
Secure  against  a  threatening  hour ; 
Nor  can  her  Hrm  Ibuudations  move, 
Built  on  his  truth,  and  arm'd  with  power. 

KAfk     PSAL.M  46.  2d  Part.  L.  M.    Old  Hundred 
fJXjyj.       Q^^  ^gj^.^  j-Qj.  j^j^  Church. 

LET  Sion  in  her  King  rejoice. 
Though  tyrants  rage  and  kingdoms  rise  : 
He  utters  his  almighty  voice, 
The  nations  melt,  the  tumult  dies. 

2  The  Lord  of  old  for  Jacob  fought, 
And  Jacob's  God  is  slill  our  aid : 
Beiiold  the  works  his  hand  has  wrought, 
What  desolitions  he  Las  made  ! 

3  From  sea  to  sea,  through  all  the  shores. 
He  makes  the  noise  of  battle  cease  ; 
"When  from  <jn  high  his  thunder  roars, 
He  awes  the  trembling  world  to  peace. 

4  He  breaks  l.'~e  bow,  he  cuts  the  spear. 
Chariots  he  Durns  with  heavenly  flame  ; 

p     Keep  silence,  all  the  earth,  and  hear 

The  sound  and  glory  of  his  name. 
p  5  'Be  still,  and  learn  that  I  am  God, 
'  I'll  be  exalted  o'er  the  lands, 
'  I  will  be  known  and  tear'd  abroad, 
'  But  still  my  throne  in  Sion  stands.' 
s  6  0  Lord  of  hosts,  almighty  King, 

While  we  so  near  thy  presence  dwell, 
Our  faith  shall  sit  secure,  and  sing 
Defiance  to  the  jates  of  hell. 
Kr)1  HYMN  23.  B.  1.  CM.         Sunday 

«JV/-l .  j-he  Trhimph  of  Christ  over  the  Emnies  of 
his  Church,  Isa.  Lxiii.  1—3. 
VyHAT  mighty  man,  or  mighty  God, 
»»    Comes  travelling  in  state, 
Along  the  Idumean  road. 
Away  from  Bozrah's  gate? 
e  2  The  glory  of  his  robe  proclaims 
'Tis  some  victorious  king  : 
•  Tis  I,  the  Just,  th'  Almighty  One, 
That  your  salvation  bring.' 
3  '  Why,  mis^bty  Lord,'  thy  saints  inquire, 
'  Why  thine  apparel  red? 
'And  all  thy  vesture  stain'd  like  those 
'  Who  in  the  wine-press  tread?' 


SAFETY  OF  THE  CHURCH. 

4  'I  by  myself  have  trod  the  press, 

'  And  crush'd  my  foes  alone, 
'  My  wrath  has  struck  the  rebels  dead, 
'  My  fury  stamp'd  them  down. 

5  '  'Tis  Edom's  blood  that  dies  my  robes 

'  With  joyful  scarlet  stains, 
•  The  triumph  that  my  raiment  wears 
'  Sprung  from  tneir  bleeding  veins. 
/  6  '  Thus  shall  the  nations  be  destroyed 
'  Tliat  dare  insult  my  saints, 
'  I  have  an  arm  t'  avenge  their  wrongs, 
'  An  ear  for  their  complaints.' 
Pi()C}  HYMN  29.  B.  1.  C.  M.  Dundee. 

0\J^»  rpjj^^  P^^iiiof  Antichrist,  Isa..  Ixiii.  4—7. 
i  T  LIFT  my  banners,'  saith  the  Lord, 

A  '  Where  Antichrist  has  stood, 
'  The  cify  of  my  gosnel-foes 
'  Shall  be  a  field  of  blood. 

2  '  My  heart  has  studied  just  revenge, 

'  And  now  th(i  day  apjjears, 
'  The  d.'iy  of  my  redeem'd  is  come 
'To  wipe  away  their  tears. 

3  '  duite  weary  is  my  patience  grown, 

'  And  bids  my  fury  so  ; 
p     '  Swift  a?  the  lifrhfning  it  shall  move, 
'  And  be  as  fatal  too. 

4  '  I  call  for  helpers,  but  in  vain  ; 

'Then  has  my  gospel  none? 
'  Well,  mine  own  arm  has  might  enough 
'  To  cnish  my  foes  alone. 

5  '  Slau,?hter.  and  my  devouring  sword, 

'  Shall  walk  the  streets  around, 
'  Babel  shall  reel  beneath  my  stroke, 
'  And  stagger  to  the  ground.' 
s  6  Thy  honours,  0  victorious  King ! 
Thine  own  right  hand  shall  raise, 
While  we  thy  awful  vengeance  sing, 
And  our  Deliverer  praise. 
KAO         HYMN  56.  B.  L  C.  M.      St.  Martin'3. 
tJXJtJm  The  Song  of  Mases  and  t?ie  Lamb. 
"WfE  sing  the  dories  of  thy  love, 
»»    We  sound  thy  dreadful  name  ; 
The  Christian  church  unites  the  songs 
Of  Moses  and  the  Lamb. 
2  Great  God,  how  wondrous  are  thy  works 
Of  vengeance  and  of  grace  ! 
Tlion  Kjng  of  saints,  almighty  Lord, 
How  just  and  true  thy  ways ! 


SAFETY  OP  THE  CHURCH. 

3  Who  dares  refuse  to  fear  thy  name, 

Or  worship  at  thy  throne  ? 
Thy  judgments  speak  thine  holiness 
Through  all  the  nations  known. 

4  Great  Babylon,  that  rules  the  earth, 

Drunk  with  the  martyrs'  blood, 
Her  crimes  shall  speedily  awake 
The  fury  of  our  God. 
s  5  The  cup  of  uTath  is  ready  mLx'd, 
And  she  must  drink  the  dreg^  ; 
Strong  is  the  Lord,  her  sovereign  judge 
And  shall  fulfil  the  plagues. 
KA4  HYMN  59.  B.  1.  L.  M.  BlendoiL 

t/VTT.  j-j^g  jy^^,^  I'anquishid. 

LET  mortal  tongues  attempt  to  sing 
The  wars  of  heaven,  when  Michael  stood 
Chief  general  of  the  Eternal  King, 
And  fought  the  battles  of  our  God. 

2  Against  the  dragon  and  his  host 
The  armies  of  the  Lord  prevail  ; 

In  vain  they  rage,  in  vain  they  boast, 
Their  courage  sinks,  their  weapons  fail. 

3  Down  to  the  earth  wzs  Satan  thrown, 
Down  to  the  earth  his  legions  fell ; 

I      Then  was  the  trump  of  triumph  blown, 
And  shook  the  dreadful  deeps  of  hell. 

4  Now  is  the  hour  of  darkness  past, 
Christ  hath  assum'd  his  reigning  power  ; 
Behold  the  great  accuser  cast 

Do\vn  from  the  skies  to  rise  no  more. 

5  'Twas  by  thy  blood,  immortal  Lamb, 
Thine  armies  trod  the  tempter  down; 
'Twas  by  thy  word  and  powerful  name. 
They  gaind  the  battle  and  renown. 

f  6  Re.wice.  ye  heavens  ;  let  every  star 
Shine  with  new  glories  round  the  sky ; 
Saints,  while  ye  sing  the  heavenly  war, 

I      Raise  your  Deliverer's  name  on  iiigh. 

Cn  K  HYMN  59.  B.  1.  L.  M.  AmheiOfc 

fJ\J%J»  Baiyion  fallen,  Rev.  xviii.  20,  21. 

F»  Gabriel's  hand  a  mighty  stone 
Lies,  a  fair  type  of  Babylon : 
'  Prophets,  rejoice,  and  all  ye  saints, 
•  God  shall  avenge  your  long  complaints.' 
2  He  said,  and  dreadful  as  he  stood. 
He  sank  the  millstone  in  the  flood « 
'  Thus  terribly  shall  Babel  fall : 
'  Thtia,  and  no  more,  be  found  at  all.' 


506 


CHURCH  MEETINGS. 

CHURCH  MEETINGS. 

PSALM  126.  C.  M.  Archdale. 

The  Joy  of  a  revmrkable  Conversion. 

WHEN  God  reveal'd  his  gracious  name, 
And  chang'd  my  mournful  state, 
My  rapture  seetn'd  a  pleasing  dream, 
The  grace  appear'd  so  great. 
2  The  world  beheld  the  glorious  change. 
And  did  thy  hand  cont'ess  ; 
My  tongue  broke  out  in  unknown  strains, 
And  sung  surprising  grace. 
8  '  Great  is  the  work,'  my  neighbours  cried, 
And  own'd  thy  power  divine  ; 
'  Great  is  the  work,'  my  heart  replied, 
'  And  be  the  glory  thine.' 

4  The  Lord  can  clear  the  darkest  skies. 

Can  give  us  day  for  night. 
Make  drops  of  sacred  sorrow  rise 
To  rivers  of  delight. 

5  Let  those  that  sow  in  sadness  wait 

Till  the  fair  harve.^t  come. 
They  shall  confess  their  sheaves  are  great. 
And  shout  the  blessings  home. 

6  Though  seed  lie  buried  long  in  dust, 

It  sha'n't  deceive  their  hope  ; 
The  precious  grain  can  ne'er  be  lost, 
For  grace  ensures  the  crop. 

PSALIM  126.  L.  M.  PortugaL 

Surprising  Deliveran^. 

WHEN  God  restor'd  our  captive  state, 
Joy  was  oui  song,  and  grace  our  theme ; 
The  grace  beyond  our  hopes  so  great. 
That  joy  appear'd  a  painted  dream. 

2  The  scoffer  owns  thy  hand,  and  pays 
Unwilling  honours  to  thy  name  ; 
While  we  with  pleasure  shout  thy  praise, 
With  cheerful  notes  thy  love  proclaim. 

3  When  we  review'd  our  dismal  fears, 
'Twas  hard  to  think  they'd  vanish  so ; 
With  God  we  left  our  flowing  tears, 
He  makes  our  joys  like  livers  flow. 

4  The  man  that  in  his  funow'd  field 
His  scatter'd  seed  with  sadness  leaves, 
Will  shout  to  see  the  har\'est  yield 

A  welcome  load  of  joyful  sheavea. 


507 


CHURCH  MEETINGS. 


508. 


PSALM  34.  1st  ParU  L.  31.  WeUs. 

•"  •  GotTs  Care  of  the  Saints ;  or,  Ddomarux  by 

Praytr. 

T  ORD,  I  will  bles3  thee  all  my  days, 
-L*  Thy  praise  shall  dwell  upod  my  tonpjc  ; 
]\Iy  soul  shall  gltjrj'  in  thy  erace, 
^Vhile  saints  rejoice  to  hea>  the  song. 

I  2  Come,  magnify  the  Lord  with  me, 
Come,  let  us  all  exalt  his  name, 
I  sought  th'  eternal  God,  and  he 
Has  not  expos'd  my  hope  to  shame. 

y  3  I  told  him  all  my  secret  gri<'f, 

My  secret  groaning  reachd  his  ears  ; 
He  gave  my  inward  pains  relief. 
And  calm'd  the  tumult  i»f  my  fears. 

/  4  To  liim  the  poor  lift  up  their  eyes, 
^Vith  heavenly  joy  their  faces  shine  ; 
A  Ije.iin  of  mercy  from  the  skies 
Fills  them  with  lirht  and  joy  divine. 

5  His  holy  angels  pitch  their  terits 
Around  the  men  that  serve  the  Lord  ; 
O  fear  and  lovo  him,  all  ye  saints. 
Taste  of  his  grace,  and  trast  his  word! 

6  The  wild  young  lions,  pinch'd  with  pain 
And  hunger,  roar  through  all  the  wood  ; 
But  none  shall  seek  the  Lord  in  vain, 
Nor  want  supplies  of  real  good. 

PSALM  34.  1st  Part.  C.  M.    Colchest*« 
Prayer  and  Praise  for  emirieni  Delivercncc. 

I'LL  bless  the  Lord  from  day  to  day ; 
How  good  are  all  his  ways ! 
Ye  humble  souls  that  use  to  pray, 
Come,  help  my  lips  to  praisel 
2  Bing  to  the  honour  of  his  name, 
How  a  poor  sinner  cned. 
Nor  was  his  hope  expos 'd  to  shame, 
Nor  was  his  suit  denied. 
;;  3  When  threatening  sorrows  round  me  stood, 
And  endless  fears  arose, 
Like  the  loud  billows  of  a  flood, 
Kedoubhng  all  my  woes  ; 
p  4  I  told  the  Lord  my  sore  distress, 
With  heavy  groans  and  tears, 
He  gave  my  shariJest  tonnents  ease, 
And  silenc'd  all  my  fears. 

PArsE.  Petcrboro 

l^  6  [0.  sinners,  come  and  taste  his  love, 
Come,  learn  his  pleasant  ways. 


509. 


CHURCH  MEETINGS. 

And  let  your  own  experience  prove 
The  sweetness  of  liia  grace. 

6  He  bids  his  angels  pitch  their  tents 

Round  where  his  children  dwell ; 
What  ills  their  heavenly  care  prevents 
No  earthly  tongue  can  lellj 

7  [0  love  the  Lord,  ye  saints  of  his  ; 

His  eye  reeards  the  just : 
How  richiy  hiest  their  portion  is 
Who  make  the  Lord  their  trust ! 

8  Youn^  lions  pinchM  with  liunger  roar, 

Ann  famish  in  the  wo(hI  ; 
But  Gi)d  supplies  his  holy  poor 

With  every  needful  pood.  J 
K  1  Q         PSALM  66.  2d  Part.  C.  M.         Dundee. 
tl  X  V/»  prdise,  tc  God  for  h'-aring-  Prayer. 

NOW  shall  my  «o]emn  vows  be  paid 
To  that  almighty  Power, 
That  heard  the  Ion;:  requests  I  made 
In  my  distressful  hour. 
/  2  My  lips  and  cheerful  heart  prepare 
To  make  his  mercies  known  ; 
Come,  ye  that  fear  my  (joti,  and  hear 
The  wonders  he  has  done. 
p  3  When  on  my  head  huge  sorrows  fell, 
I  sought  Ins  heavenly  aid  ; 
He  sav'd  my  sinking  soul  from  hell. 
And  death's  eternal  shade. 
p  4  If  sin  lay  cover'd  in  my  heart, 

^v  hile  prayer  cnipioy'd  my  tongue, 
The  Lord  had  shown  me  no  regard, 
Nor  1  his  praises  sung. 
/  5  But  God  Uiis  name  be  ever  blest) 
Hath  set  my  spirit  free, 
Nor  turn'd  from  him  my  poor  request, 
Nor  turn'd  his  heart  Irom  mc. 

PSALM  106.  L.  M.  Tram. 

Praise  to  God;  or.  Communion  with  SairUs. 

TO  God,  the  great,  the  ever-blest, 
Let  son^s  of  honour  be  addrest : 
His  mercy  firm  for  ever  stands  ; 
Give  him  the  thanks  his  love  demands. 

2  Who  knows  the  wonders  of  thy  ways  ? 
Who  shall  fulfil  thy  boundless  praise? 
Blest  are  the  souls  that  fear  thee  still, 
And  pay  their  duty  to  thy  >\ill. 

3  Remember  what  thy  mercy  did 
For  Jacob's  race,  thy  cboaen  seed ; 


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MISSIONARY  MEETINGS. 

And  with  the  same  salvation  bles3 
The  meanest  suppliant  of  thy  grace- 
/  4  O  may  I  see  thy  tribes  rejoice, 

And  aid  their  triumphs  with  my  voice  1 

This  is  my  glory.  Lord,  to  be 

Join'd  to  thy  saints,  and  near  to  theo. 

CIO  PSALM  102.  2d  Part.  C.  M. 

«J  X  -%-  •      Prayer  heard,  and  Zion  restored. 

LET  Zion  and  her  sons  rejoice, 
Behold  the  proniis'd  hour 
p     Her  God  hath  heard  her  mourning  voice. 
And  comes  t'  exalt  liis  power. 
2  Her  dust  and  ruins  that  remain 
Are  precious  in  our  eyes  ; 
Those  ruins  shall  be  built  again, 
And  all  that  dust  shall  rise. 
/  3  The  Lord  will  raise  Jerusalem, 
And  stand  in  glory  there  ; 
Nations  shall  bow  before  his  name. 
And  kings  attend  wiih  fear. 

4  He  sits  a  sovereig'"  on  his  throne, 

"With  pity  in  his  eyes  ; 
He  hears  the  dying  prisoners  groan, 
And  sees  their  sighs  arise. 

5  He  frees  the  souls  condemn'd  to  death. 

And  when  his  saints  complain, 
It  sha'n't  be  said,  '  That  praying  breath 
'  Was  ever  spent  in  vain.' 

6  This  shall  be  known  when  we  are  dead, 

And  left  on  long  record, 
That  ages  yet  unborn  may  read, 
And  trust  and  praise  the  Lord. 


PRAYER  AND  PRAISE  FOR  THE  ENLARGfi. 
MENT  OF  THE  CHURCH ; 

OR, 
MISSIONARY  MEETINGS. 

PSALM  72.  Ist  Part.  L.  M.     Monmouth. 

The  Kingdom  of  Christ. 


513. 


C^  RE  AT  God,  whose  universal  sway 
^  The  known  and  unknown  worlds  obey. 
Now  give  the  kingdom  to  thy  Son, 
Extend  his  power,  exalt  his  throne. 


MISSIONARY  MEETINGS. 

2  Thy  sceptre  well  becomes  his  handa. 
All  heaven  submits  to  his  commands ; 
His  justice  shall  avenge  the  poor, 
And  pride  and  rage  prevail  no  more. 

3  Witli  power  he  vir.dicates  the  just, 
And  treads  the  oppressor  in  the  dust ; 
His  worship  and  his  tear  sliall  last 
Till  hours  and  years  and  time  be  past 

4  As  rain  on  meadows  newly  mown, 
So  shall  he  send  his  influence  down  ; 
His  grace  on  fainting  souls  distils, 
Like  heavenly  dew  on  thirsty  hills. 

6  The  heathen  lands  that  lie  beneath 
The  shades  of  overspreading  death, 
Revive  at  his  first  dawning  litjht. 
And  deserts  blossom  at  the  sight. 
/  6  The  saints  shall  flourish  in  his  days, 
Drest  in  the  robes  of  joy  and  praise  ; 
Peace,  like  a  river,  from  his  throne 
Shall  flow  to  nations  yet  unknown. 

514         PSALM  72.  2d  Part.  L.  M.        Antigua 
^^  -*- ■■^*  Christ's  Kingdom  amotrnthe  Gentiles. 

JESUS  shall  reign  wherfi^  the  sun 
Does  his  successive  journeys  run  ; 
His  kingdom  stretch  from  shore  to  shore, 
Till  moons  shall  wax  and  wane  no  more. 

2  [Behold  the  Islands  with  their  kings. 
And  Europe  her  best  tribute  brings  ; 
From  north  to  south  the  prmces  meet 
To  pay  their  homage  at  tiis  feet. 

3  There  Persia,  glorious  to  behold, 
There  India  shines  in  eastern  gold  ; 
And  barbarous  nations  at  his  word 
Submit,  and  bow,  and  own  their  Lord.] 

4  For  him  shall  endless  prayer  be  made. 
And  praises  throng  to  crown  his  head  ; 
His  name  like  sweet  perfume  shall  rise 
"With  every  morning  sacrifice.    • 

5  People  and  realms  of  every  tongue 
Dwell  on  his  love  with  sweetest  song ; 
And  infant  voices  shall  pioolaim 
Their  early  blessings  on  his  name. 

/  6  Blessings  abound  where'er  he  reigns. 
The  prisonei  leaps  to  lose  his  chains. 
The  weary  tind  eternal  rest. 
And  all  the  sons  of  want  are  blest. 
''  U^*'!'^^  he  displays  his  healing  po^ver, 
Death  and  the  ouise  are  known  no  more : 


RnSSIONARY  MEETINGS. 

In  him  the  tribes  of  Adam  boast 
More  blessings  than  their  father  lost. 
I  8  Let  every  creature  rise,  and  bring 
Peculiar  honours  to  our  King  ; 
Angels  descend  with  songs  again, 
Aud  earth  repeat  the  long  Amen.J 
K1K  PSALM  45.  CM.  Milton. 

'The  personal  G'ories  and  Governneja  of  Christ- 
T'LL  speak  the  honours  of  my  King, 
-■■  His  tprm  divinely  fair  ; 
None  of  the  sons  of  mortal  race 

I\Iay  with  the  Lord  compare. 
p  2  Sweet  is  thy  speech,  and  heavenly  grace 

Upon  thy  hps  is  .-bed  ; 
Thy  God  with  Idessinss  infinite 

Hath  crown'd  thy  sacred  head. 
I  3  Gird  on  thy  sword,  victorious  Prince, 

Ride  with  maiestic  sway  ; 
Thy  terrors  sliall  stnka  through  thy  foes, 

And  make  the  world  obey. 

4  Thy  throne,  0  God,  for  ever  stands  ; 

Thy  word  of  grace  shall  prove 
A  peaceful  sceplre  in  thy  hands,    • 
To  rule  thy  saints  by  love. 

5  Justice  and  truth  attend  thee  still, 

But  mercy  is  thy  choice : 
And  God,  thy  God.  thy  soul  shall  fill 
"With  most  peculiar  joys. 

K  j  g     PSALM  45.  1st  Part  L.  M.  New  Sabbath. 

-^  ^*  The  Glory  of  Christ,  and  Power  of  his  Gospel. 

"VTOW  be  my  heart  inspir'd  to  sing 

-»-~    The  glories  of  my  Saviour-king, 

Jesus  the  Lord  ;  how  heavenly  tkir 

His  foroi !  how  bright  his  beauties  are ! 
2  O'er  all  the  sons  of  human  race 

He  shines  with  a  superior  grace. 

Love  from  his  lips  divinely  flows, 

And  blessings  all  his  state  compose. 
t  3  Dress  thee  in  arms,  mo.st  mighty  Lord, 

Gird  on  the  terror  of  thy  sword  : 

In  majesty  and  glory  ride, 

AVith  truth  and  meekness  at  thy  side. 
4  Thine  anger,  like  a  pointed  dart, 

Shall  pierce  the  foes  of  stubborn  heart; 
;;     Or  words  of  mercy,  kmd  and  sweet. 

Shall  melt  the  rebels  at  thy  feet. 

6  Thy  throne,  0  God,  for  ever  stands, 
Grace  is  the  sceptre  in  thy  hands  j 


MISSIONARY  MEETINGS. 

Thy  laws  anH  works  are  just  and  right, 
Justice  and  grace  are  thy  deh'ght. 
6  God,  thine  own  God,  has  richly  shed 
His  oil  of  gladness  on  thy  head, 
And  with  his  sacred  Spirit  blest 
His  first-born  Son  above  the  rest. 

K  1  'y      PSALM  no.  1st  Part.  L.  M.     Effinghara, 

0±4  »  Christ  cxaUed,  and  Multitudes  coavcrleci. 

THUS  the  eternal  Father  spake 
To  Christ  the  Son,  '  Ascend  and  sit 
'At  mjj  right  hand,  till  I  shall  make  , 
'  Thy  foes  submissive  at  thy  feet. 

2  '  From  Zion  shall  thy  word  proceed, 
'  Thy  word,  the  sceptre  in  thy  hand, 

'  Shall  make  the  hearts  of  rebels  bleed, 
'  And  bow  their  wills  to  thy  command. 

3  '  That  day  shall  show  thy  power  is  great, 

'  Wben  saints  shall  flock  with  willing  minds, 
'  And  sinners  crowd  thy  temple-gate, 
'  Where  holiness  in  beauty  shines.' 
MO  blessed  power !  0  glorious  day  ! 
What  a  large  victory  shall  ensue ! 
And  converts,  who  thy  grace  obey. 
Exceed  the  drops  of  morning  dew. 

CIQ         PSALM  no.  2d  Part.  L.  M.  Bath. 

«JXO.  j-^g  Kingdom  and  Priesthood  of  Christ. 

THUS  the  great  Lord  of  earth  and  sea 
Spake  to  his  Son,  and  thus  he  swore, 
'  Eternal  shall  thy  priesthood  be, 
'And  change  from  hand  to  hand  no  more. 
«  '  Aaron  and  all  his  sons  must  die  ; 
'  But  everlasting  life  is  thine, 
'  To  save  for  ever  those  that  fly 
'  For  refuge  from  the  wrath  divine. 

3  '  By  me  Melchisedek  was  made 

'  On  eartli  a  king  and  priest  at  once  ; 

'And  thou,  my  heavenly  Priest,  shalt  plead, 

'  And  thou,  my  King,  shalt  rule  my  sons.' 

4  Jesus  the  Priest  ascends  his  throne, 
While  counsels  of  eternal  peace. 
Between  the  Father  and  the  Son, 
Proceed  with  honour  and  success. 

6  Through  the  whole  earth  his  reien  shall  spread. 
And  crush  the  powers  that  dare  rebel ; 
Then  shall  he  judge  the  rising  dead, 
And  send  the  guilty  world  to  hell. 


MISSIONARY  MEETINGS. 

6  Though  while  he  treads  his  glorious  way, 
He  drjnks  the  cup  of  tears  and  blooJ, 
The  sufferings  of  that  dreadful  day 
Shall  but  advance  him  near  to  God. 

K  1  Q  PSALM  no.  G.  M.         St.  Asaph's. 

*-'-'•*-'•  Christ's  Kingdom  and  Priesthood. 

JESUS,  our  Lord,  as^.end  thy  throne, 
And  near  thy  Father  sit ; 
In  Zion  shall  thy  power  be  kno\vn, 
And  make  thy  foes  submit. 

2  What  wonders  shall  thy  gospel  do ! 

Thy  convert3  shall  surpass 
The  numerous  drops  of  morning  dew, 
And  own  thy  sovereign  grace. 

3  God  hath  pronounc'd  a  firm  decree, 

Nor  changes  what  he  swore  ; 
'  Eternal  shall  thy  priesthood  be, 
'  When  Aaron  is  no  mor'» 

4  '  Melchisedek,  that  wondrous  priest, 

'  That  king  of  high  degree, 
'  That  holy  man  who  Abrah'm  blest, 
'  Was  but  a  type  of  thee.' 

5  Jesus  our  Priest  for  ever  lives 

To  plead  for  us  above  ; 
Jesus  our  King  for  ever  gives 
The  blessnigs  of  his  love. 

6  God  shall  exalt  his  glorious  head. 

And  his  hii-h  throne  maintain, 
Shall  strike  the  powers  and  princes  dead 
Who  dare  oppose  his  reign. 

HYMN  50.  B.  1.  C.  M.       Swanvvicfc 
The  Song  of  Zacharlas. 

NOW  be  the  God  of  Israel  bless'd. 
Who  makes  liis  truth  appear, 
His  mighty  hand  fulfils  his  word. 
And  all  the  oaths  he  sware. 

2  Now  he  bedews  old  David's  root 
With  blessings  from  the  skies  ; 

He  makes  the  Branch  of  promise  grow, 
The  promis'd  Horn  arise. 

3  John  was  the  prophet  of  the  Lord 
To  go  before  his  face. 

The  herald  which  our  Saviour-God 
Sent  to  prepare  his  ways. 

4  He  makes  the  great  salvation  known, 
He  speaks  of  pardon'd  sins  ; 

While  grace  oivine,  aud  heavenly  love- 
in  its  own  glory  sliines. 


520 


L^ 


MTSSIONARY  MEETINGS. 

p  5  '  Behold  the  Lamb  of  God ,  (he  cries,) 
*  That  takes  our  guilt  away  ; 
'  I  saw  the  Spirit  o'er  his  head 
'  On  his  baptizing  day.] 

6  '  Be  ev'ry  vale  exalted  hi^h, 

'Sink  every  mountain  low, 
'  The  proud  must  s'oop,  and  humble  souls 
'  Shall  his  salvation  know. 

7  '  The  heathen  realms  with  Israel's  land 

'  Shall  join  in  sweet  accord  ; 
'  And  all  that's  born  of  man  shall  see 

'  The  glory  of  the  Lord. 
/  8  '  Behold  the  morning-star  arise, 

'  Ye  that  in  darkness  sit ; 
'  He  marks  the  path  that  leads  to  peace, 

'  And  guides  our  doubtful  feet.' 

KQl  HYMN  21.  B.  1.  C.  M.        Norllifield. 

^'^^*A  Vision  of  die  Kingdom  of  Christ  among  Men. 
p,  what  a  fflorious  sight  appears 
'  To  our  briicving  eyes  I 
The  earth  and  seas  arc  pass'd  away, 
And  the  old  rolling  skies. 

2  From  the  third  !voaven  where  God  resides, 
That  holy  hippy  place, 

The  new  Jerusalem  comes  down, 
Adorn'd  with  shining  grace. 

3  Attending  angels  shout  for  joy, 
And  the  brifhi  armies  sing, 

'  Mortals,  bohold  the  sacred  seat 
'  Of  your  descending  King. 

4  '  The  God  of  ^lory  down  to  men 
'  Removes  his  blest  abode, 

'  Men  the  dear  objects  of  his  grace, 
'  And  he  the  loving  God. 

5  '  His  own  soft  hand  shall  wipe  the  teara 
'  From  every  weeping  eye, 

'An<l  pains,  and  groans,  and  griefs,  and  fears, 
'  And  death  itself  shall  die.' 

6  How  long,  dear  Saviour,  0  how  long 
Siiiill  this  bright  hour  delay ! 

Ply  swiltcr  round,  ye  wheels  of  time. 
And  bring  the  welcome  day. 

^22  PSALM  117.  C.  M.  Peterbtiro'. 

Lf /*«%«.    p;.(^igg  ig  Qg^  fj.gjj,^  ^ij  Nations. 

ALL  ye  nations,  praise  the  Lord, 
Each  with  a  different  tongue  ; 

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523 


524 


BAPTISIM. 

In  every  language  !ea.n  his  word, 
And  let  his  i)an»e  be  sung. 
2  His  mercy  reigns  throuirh  every  land  i 
Proclaim  his  grace  abroad  ; 
For  ever  firm  his  truth  shall  stand, 
Praise  ye  the  taitliful  God. 

PSALM  117.  L.  .^I.  Blendo^ 

'  The  same. 

FROM  all  that  dwell  below  the  skies, 
Let  the  Creator's  praise  arise  ; 
Let  the  Redeemer'^  name  be  suns, 
Tlu-ough  every  land,  by  every  tongue. 
2  Eternal  are  thy  mercies,  Lord  ; 
Eternal  truth  attends  thy  word  : 
Tliy  praise  shall  sound  from  shore  to  shore 
Till  sun  shall  rise  and  set  no  more. 

PSALM  117.  3.  M.         Silver-streeL 
The  same. 

THY  name,  almighty  Lord, 
Shall  sound  tlu-ough  distant  lands  ; 
Great  is  thy  grace,  and  sure  thy  word. 
Thy  truth  for  ever  stands. 
2     Far  be  thine  honour  spread, 
And  long  thy  praise  endure. 
Till  morning  lisrht  and  evening  shade 
Shall  be  exchane'd  no  more. 


BAPTISM. 

KOK  L.  M. 

^/i>tJ.  Baptism. 

COME,  Holy  Spirit,  Dove  di\ine, 
On  these  baptismal  waters  shine  ; 
Oh  teach  our  hearts,  in  highest  strain. 
To  prai.se  the  Lamb  for  sinners  slain. 

2  We  love  thy  name,  we  love  thy  laws. 
We  joyfully  embrace  thy  cause  ; 

We  love  thy  cross,  the  shame,  the  pain, 
O  Lamb  of  God,  for  sinners  slain  ! 

3  We're  plung'd  beneath  the  mystic  flood 
Oh  plunge  us  in  thy  cleansing  blood ; 
We  die  to  sin.  and  seek  a  grave 
With  thee  beneath  the  yielding  wave. 

(  And  as  we  rise,  with  tliee  to  live, 
Oh  let  the  Holy  Spirit  give 
The  sealing  unction  from  above, 
The  breath  of  lite,  the  fire  of  love ! 


52T 


BAPTISM. 

526.  HYMN  122.  B.  1.  L.  M. 

*  Believers  buried  with  ChrisC  in-Baptism. 

DO  we  not  know  thai  solemn  word, 
That  we  are  buried  with  the  Lord, 
Baptiz'd  into  his  death,  and  then 
Put  off  the  body  of  our  sin  ? 

2  Our  souls  receive  diviner  breath, 
Rais'd  from  corruption,  guilt,  and  death; 
So  from  the  grave  did  Christ  arise, 

And  lives  to  God  above  the  skies. 

3  No  more  let  sin  or  Satan  reign 
Over  our  mortal  Hesh  again  : 
The  various  lusts  we  serv'd  before 
Shall  have  dominion  now  no  more. 

C.  M. 

Baptism. 

MEEKLY  in  .Jordan's  holy  stream 
The  great  Redeemer  howed  ; 
Bright  was  the  glory's  sacre4  beam, 
That  hush'd  the  wondering  crowd. 

2  Thus  God  descended  to  approve 

The  deed  that  Christ  had  done  ; 
Thus  came  the  eml)lemaHo  Dove, 
And  hover'd  o'er  the  Son. 

3  So,  blessed  Spirit,  come  to-day 

To  our  baptismal  scene  ; 
Ye  thoughts  of  earth,  be  far  away, 
Ye  bosoms,  he  serene. 

4  This  day  we  give  to  holy  joy— 

This  day  to  heaven  belongs  : 
Raised  to  new  life,  we  will  employ 
In  melody  our  tongues. 

528.  ,f^^- 

The  same. 

SAVIOUR,  thy  law  we  love, 
Thy  pure  example  bless, 
And  v.itn  a  firm  unwavering  zeal 
Would  in  thy  footsteps  press. 
2     Not  to  the  fiery  pains 

By  which  the  martyrs  bled  ; 
Not  to  the  scourffo,  the  thorn,  the  cross, 
Our  favoured  feet  are  led  ;— 
8     But,  at  this  peaceftd  tide, 
Assembled  in  thy  fear, 
The  homage  of  obedient  hearts 
Wo  humbly  oft'er  here. 


529 


D< 


BAPTISM. 
S.  M. 

The  same. 
OVrN  to  the  sacred  wave, 
The  Lord  of  life  was  led  ; 
And  he  who  came,  our  souk  to  savOt 
In  Jordan  bowed  his  head. 

2  He  taught  the  solemn  way, 
He  fix'd  the  holy  rite  ; 

He  bade  iiis  ransom'd  ones  obey, 
And  keep  the  path  of  lidit. 

3  Tiie  Holy  Ghost  came  down 
The  baptism  to  apr.rove ; 

The  ordinance  of  Christ  to  crown 
And  stamp  it  with  bia  love. 

4  Dear  Saviour,  v.e  will  tread 
In  thy  appointed  way  ; 

Let  glory  o'er  these  scenes  be  shed. 
And  smile  on  us  today. 
C.  M. 


530 


The  same. 


BURIED  beneath  the  yielding  wave 
The  iireat  Redeemer  hes  ; 
Faith  views  him  in  the  watery  grave. 
And  thence  beholds  him  rise. 

2  "With  joy  we  in  his  footsteps  tread. 

And  would  his  cause  maintain.^ 
Like  him  be  numbered  with  the  dead. 
And  with  him  rise  and  reign  ; 

3  Now,  lilesf  Redeemer,  we  to  thee 

Our  eratefnl  voices  raise  ; 
"Washed  in  the  fountain  of  thy  blood. 
Our  lives  shall  be  thy  praise. 

S.  I\I. 
T?ie  same. 

("<OME  and  behold  the  place, 
--'  Where  r.nce  your  Saviour  lay; 
Confess  that  he  is  Lord  of  all. 
And  humble  homr.ge  pay. 

2  Laid  i'l  the  watery  grave, 

He  quif  kly  rose  agam  ;    ,    „   . 
Buned  with  him.  we  too  shall  nae. 
And  endless  life  obtain. 

3  Now  may  the  Spirit  crown, 
With  tokens  of  his  grace, ^ 

The  solemn  service  of  this  oay. 
And  bid  us  go  in  peace. 


531 


532 


THE  LORD'S  SUPPER. 

L.  M. 
The  same. 

OUR  Saviour  bowed  beneath  the  wave, 
And  meekly  sought  a  watery  grave  ; 
Come,  see  the  sacred  path  he  trod, 
A  path  well  pleasing  to  our  God. 

2  His  voice  we  hear,  his  footsteps  trace. 
And  hither  come  to  seek  his  face, 

To  do  his  will,  to  feel  his  love, 

And  join  our  songs  with  songs  above. 

3  Hosanna  to  the  Lamb  divirve  ; 

Let  endless  glories  round  him  shino  ; 
High  o'er  the  lieavena  tor  ever  reign, 
0  Lamb  of  God,  for  sinners  slain. 


533 


THE  LORD'S   SUPPER. 

HYMN  1.  B.  3.  L.  M.      Lime-house 

The  Lord's  Supper  instituted. 
jmWAS  on  that  dark,  that  doleful  night, 
J-  "When  powers  of  earth  and  hell  arose 
Against  the  Son  of  God's  delight, 
And  friends  betray'd  him  to  his  foes : 

2  Before  the  mournful  scene  began. 

He  took  the  bread,  and  blest,  and  brake : 
What  love  through  all  his  actions  ran  ! 
What  wondrous  words  of  grace  he  spake ! 

3  '  This  is  my  body,  broke  for  sin, 

'  Receive,  and  eat  the  living  food  :' 
Then  took  the  cup,  and  blest  the  wine  ; 
'  'Tis  the  new  cov'nant  in  my  blood.' 

4  [For  us  his  flesh  with  nails  was  torn, 
He  bore  the  scourge,  he  felt  the  thorn : 
And  justice  pour'd  upon  his  head 

ItE  heavy  vengeance  in  our  stead. 
6  For  us  his  vital  blood  was  spilt, 
To  buy  the  pardon  of  our  guilt, 
When  for  black  crimes  of  biggest  size 
He  gave  his  soul  a  sacrifice.] 

6  '  Do  this  (he  cried)  till  time  shall  end, 
'In  memory  of  your  dying  friend  : 

Meet  at  my  tnble.  and  record 
'  The  love  of  your  departed  Lord.' 

7  [Jesus,  thy  feast  we  celebrate  ; 

We  allow  thy  death,  we  sing  thy  name, 
Till  thou  return,  and  we  shall  eat 
The  marriage-supper  of  the  Lamb. 


534. 


THE  LORD'S  SUPPER. 
HY-MN  2.  B.  3.  S.  M.  Sliirland. 

Communion  with  Christ,.andivUh  Siints. 
[  TESUS  invites  his  saints 
"   To  meet  around  Ins  board  ; 
Here  pardon'd  rebels  sit,  and  liold 
Communion  with  their  Lord. 

2  For  food  he  gives  his  flesh, 
He  bids  us  drink  his  blood  ; 

Amazing  favour !  matchless  grace 
Of  our  descending  God ! 

3  Tiiis  holy  bread  and  wine 
Maintain  our  fainting  breath, 

By  union  with  our  living  Lord, 
And  interest  in  his  death. 

4  Our  heavenly  Father  calls 
Christ  and  his  members  one ; 

We  the  youns  children  of  his  love. 
And  he  tlie  first-born  Son. 

5  AVe  are  but  several  parts, 

Of  the  same  broken  bread  ; 
One  body  with  its  several  limbs, 

But  Jesus  is  the  head. 
I  6     Let  all  our  powers  be  join'd 

His  glorious  name  to  raise ; 
Pleasure  and  Jove  till  every  mind, 

And  every  voice  be  praLse. 

Kt^K  HYMNS.  B.  3.  C.  M.    St.  Mary'a 

KJfjtj,  rp^^  Y^,^  Testament  in  the  iloodof  Christ. 
I  rriHE  promise  of  my  Father's  love 

.*-   '  Shall  stand  for  ever  good  ;' 
He  said  ;  and  gave  his  soul  to  death, 
And  seal'd  the  grace  with  blood.  i 

2  To  this  dear  covenant  of  thy  word 
I  set  my  worthless  name  j 
I  seal  th'  engagement  to  my  Lord, 
And  make  my  humble  claim. 
/  3  Thy  b'ght,  and  strength,  and  pardoning  graco. 
And  ghtry  shall  be  mine  ; 
My  life  and  soul,  my  heart  and  flesb. 
And  all  my  powers  are  thine. 
4  I  call  that  legacy  my  own 
AVhich  Jesus  did  bequeath  ; 
'Twas  purcha.s'd  with  a  dying  groan, 
And  ratified  in  death. 
p  5  Sweet  is  the  memory  of  his  name, 
Who  bless'd  us  in  his  will. 
And  to  his  Testament  of  love 
IVIado  his  own  life  the  seal. 


H^ 


THE  LORD'S  SUPPER. 

KO^J  HYMN  4.  B.  3.  C.  M.         Windsor- 

^•-'^*  Christ's  (lying  Love;  or,  our  Pardon  bovgkl. 
fOW  oondescendins  and  how  kind 
Was  God's  eternal  Son  ! 
Our  misery  reach'd  his  Iieavenly  mind, 
And  pity  brought  him  down. 

2  [When  justice,  by  our  sins  provok'd, 

Drew  forth  its  dreadful  sword, 

He  gave  his  soul  up  to  the  stroke 

Without  a  murmurisg  word.] 

3  [He  sunk  beneath  our  heavy  woes. 

To  raise  us  to  his  throne  : 
There's  ne'er  a  gift  his  hand  bestows, 
But  cost  his  heart  a  groan.] 

4  This  was  comoassion  like  a  God, 

That  when  the  Saviour  knew 
The  price  of  pardon  was  his  blood, 
His  pity  ne'er  withdrew. 

5  Now  though  he  reigns  exalted  high. 

His  love  is  still  as  groat : 
Well  he  remembers  Calvary, 

Nor  let  his  saints  forget. 
p  6  [Here  we  behold  his  bowels  roll 

As  kind  as  when  he  died  ; 
And  see  the  sorrows  of  his  soul 

Bleed  through  his  wounded  side.] 
7  [Here  we  receive  repeated  seals 

Of  Jesus'  dying  love  : 
Hard  is  the  wretch  that  never  feels 

One  soft  affection  move.] 
0  8  Here  let  oar  hearts  begin  to  melt, 

While  we  his  death  record, 
And  with  our  joy  for  pardon'd  guilt. 

Mourn  that  we  pierc'd  the  Lord. 

KO'r  HYMN  5.  B.  3.  C.  M.  Coventry 

*^'-'  *  •         C/irisC  the  Bread  of  Life. 

LET  us  adore  th'  eternal  Word, 
'Tis  he  our  smils  hath  fed  ; 
Thou  art  our  living  stream,  O  Lord, 
And  thou  th'  immortal  bread. 

2  [The  manna  came  from  lower  skies. 

Rut  Jesus  from,  above, 
Where  the  fresh  sprinss  of  pleasure  ri&Q, 
And  rivers  flow  with  love. 

3  The  Jews,  the  fithers,  died  at  last. 

Who  ate  that  heavenly  bread  ; 
But  these  provi.iions  which  we  tasta 
Can  raise  us  from  the  dead.] 


538 


THE  LORD'S  SUPPER. 

i  Blest  be  the  Lord,  that  dves  his  flesh 
To  nourish  dyin?  men  : 
And  often  spreads  his  table  ftesh 
Lest  we  should  faicit  again. 

5  Our  souls  shall  draw  their  heavenly  breath 
"Whilst  Jesus  finds  supplies  : 

Nor  shall  our  ^aces  sink  to  death, 
For  Jesus  never  dies. 

6  [Daily  our  mortal  flesh  decays, 
But  Christ  our  life  shall  come  : 

His  unresisted  power  shall  raise 
Our  bodies  from  the  tomb.] 

HYMN  6.  B.  3.  L.  M.  Addison. 

The  Memorial  of  our  absent  Lord. 

JESUS  is  gone  abos'e  the  skies, 
"VS^here  our  weak  senses  reach  him  not ; 
And  cariial  objects  court  our  eyes 
To  thrust  our  Saviour  from  our  thought. 

2  He  knows  what  wandering  hearts  we  have 
Apt  to  forset  his  lovely  face  ; 

And  to  refresh  our  minds  he  gave 
These  kind  memorials  of  hi  ■  grace. 

3  The  Lord  of  life  this  table  spread 
With  his  own  flesh  and  dyiiiir  blood  ; 
We  on  the  rich  pro\ision  feed, 

And  taste  the  wine,  and  bless  our  God 

4  Let  sinful  sweets  be  all  forgot, 
And  earth  grow  less  in  our  esteem  ; 
Christ  and  his  love  fill  every  thought, 
And  faith  and  hope  be  &x'd  on  him. 

5  Whilst  he  is  absent  from  our  sight, 
'Tis  to  prepare  our  souls  a  place, 
That  we  may  dwell  in  heavenly  light, 
And  live  for  ever  near  his  face. 

6  [Our  eyes  look  upward  to  the  hills 
Whence  our  returning  Lord  shall  come  ; 
We  wait  thy  chariot's  awful  wheels, 
To  fetch  our  longing  spirits  home.] 

Kcy(\  HYMN  7.  B.  3.  L.  M.  Munich 

*^'^*^*Crvjcifixicm  to  the  World  bj  the  Cross  of  Crtti 

"11  "HEN  I  survey  the  wondrous  cross 
»  »    On  which  the  Prince  of  glory  died. 

My  richest  gain  I  count  but  loss, 

And  pour  contempt  on  all  my  pride. 
2  Forbid  it,  Lord,  that  I  should  boast. 

Save  in  the  death  of  Christ  my  God  ; 

All  the  vain  thinss  that  charm  me  most, 

I  sacrifice  them  to  his  blood. 


THE  LORD'S  SUPPER. 

3  See  from  his  head,  his  hands,  his  feet, 
Sorrow  and  love  flow  mingled  down  ; 
Did  e'er  such  love  and  sorrow  meet? 
Or  thorns  compose  so  ricli  a  crown? 

4  [His  dying  crimson  like  a  robe 
Spreads  o'er  his  body  on  the  tree, 

p     Then  am  I  dead  to  all  the  globe, 
And  all  the  globe  is  dead  to  me.] 

5  "Were  the  whole  realm  of  nature  mine, 
That  were  a  present  far  too  small ; 
Love  so  amazing,  so  divine, 
Demands  my  soul,  my  life,  my  all. 

K4.A  HYMN  8.  B.  3.  C.  M.  Kingston. 

*J^\J.  The  Tree  of  Life. 

COME,  let  us  join  a  joyful  tune 
To  our  exalted  Lord, 
Ye  saints  on  high  around  his  throne, 
And  we  around  his  board. 
/'  2  While  once  upon  this  lower  ground 
Weary  and  faint  ye  stood. 
What  dear  refreshment  here  ye  found 
From  this  immortal  food ! 

3  The  tree  of  life,  tliat  near  the  throne 

In  heaven's  high  garden  grows, 
Laden  with  grace,  bends  gently  do%vn 
Its  ever-smiling  boughs. 

4  [Hovering  amongst  the  leaves  there  stands 

The  sweet  Celestial  Dove : 
And  Jesus  on  the  branches  hangs 
The  banner  of  his  love.  J 

5  'Tis  a  young  heaven  of  strange  delight 

AVhile  in  his  shade  we  sit ; 

His  fruit  is  pleasing  to  the  sight. 

And  to  the  taste  as  sweet. 

f  6  New  life  it  spreads  through  dying 
And  cheers  the  drooping  mind  ; 
Vigour  and  joy  the  juice  imparts, 
Without  a  sting  behind.] 

7  Now  let  the  flaming  weapons  stand. 

And  guard  all  Eden's  trees  ; 
There's  ne'er  a  plant  in  all  that  land 
That  bears  such  fruit  as  these.] 

8  Infinite  grace  our  souls  adore, 

AVhose  wondrous  hand  has  made 
This  living  branch  of  sovereign  powe 
To  raise  and  heal  the  dead. 


THE  LORD'S  SUPPER. 

K4I  HYMN  9.  B.  3.  S.  M.  Fairfield. 

*^^  ■*■  •  Tfte  Spirit,  the,  Water,  and  the  Blood,  1  Johii  v.« 
[T  ET  all  our  tongues  be  one 
•*-^  To  praLie  our  God  on  high, 
Vho  from  his  bosom  sent  his  Son 
To  fetch  us  strausers  nigh. 
/  2     Nor  let  our  voices  cease 

To  sing  the  Saviour's  name ; 
Jesus,  th'  ambassador  of  peace. 
How  cheerfully  he  came  ! 

3  It  cost  him  cries  and  tears 
To  brin^  us  near  to  God : 

Great  was  our  debt,  and  he  appears 
To  make  the  pajinent  good.] 

4  Dly  Saviour's  pierced  side 
Pour'd  out  a  double  flood  • 

By  water  we  are  purified, 
And  pardon'd  by  the  blood. 

5  Infinite  was  our  guilt, 
But  he  our  priest  atones  ; 

On  the  cold  ground  his  life  was  spUt, 

And  olier'ri  with  his  groans.] 
I  6      Look  up,  my  soul,  to  him 

Whose  death  was  thy  desert, 
And  humbly  view  the  living  stream 

Flow  from  his  breaking  heart, 
p  7     There,  on  the  cursed  tree, 

In  dying  pangs  he  lies, 
Fulfils  his  Father's  great  decree. 

And  all  our  want  supplies. 

8  Thus  the  Redeemer  came. 
By  water  and  by  blood  ; 

And  when  the  Spirit  speaks  the  same, 
We  feL'l  his  witness  good. 

9  While  the  Eternal  Three 

Bear  their  record  above,  ^ 

Here  I  belii;ve  he  died  forme, 

And  seal  my  Saviour's  love. 

10     fLord,  cleanse  my  soul  from  sin, 

Nor  let  thy  grace  depart  ; 

Great  Comforter,  abide  within, 

And  witness  to  my  heart.] 

K  J_2  HYMN  10.  B.  3.  L.  M.  Fountain. 

^^ '^'Christ  crucified ;  the  Wisdom  and  Power  of  God 

NATURE  with  open  volume  stands 
To  spread  her  Maker's  praise  abroad  ; 
And  every  lahour  of  his  hands 
Shows  sometliing  worthy  of  a  God. 


THE  LORD'S  SUPPER. 

2  But  in  the  grace  that  rescued  man 
His  hrightest  form  of  glory  shines  ; 
Here  on  the  cross  'tis  fairest  drawn 
In  precious  blood  and  crimson  lines. 

3  [Here  his  whole  name  appears  complete  ; 
Nor  wit  can  guess,  nor  reason  prove, 
"Which  of  the  letters  best  is  writ, 

The  power,  the  wisdom,  or  the  love.] 

4  Here  I  behold  his  inmost  heart 

Where  grace  and  vengeance  strangely  join. 
Piercing  his  Son  with  sharpest  smart 
To  make  the  purchas'd  pleasures  mine, 
p  5  O  the  sweet  wonders  of  tliat  cross, 
Where  God  the  Saviour  lov'd  and  died ! 
Her  noblest  life  my  spirit  draws 
From  his  dear  wounds  and  bleeding  side. 

I  6  I  would  for  ever  speak  his  name 
In  sounds  to  mortal  ears  unknown, 
With  angels  join  to  praise  the  Lamb, 
And  worship  at  his  Father's  throne. 


543. 


HYMN  11.  B.  3.  C.  M.         Woodland. 

Pardon  brought  to  Our  Senses. 


LORD,  how  divine  thy  comforts  are  ; 
How  heavenly  is  the  place 
Where  Jesus  spreads  the  sacred  feast 
Of  his  redeeming  grace ! 

2  There  the  rirh  bounties  of  our  God 

And  sweetest  glories  shine  ; 
There  Jesus  says,  that '  I  am  his, 
'  And  my  Beloved's  mine.' 

3  '  Here,'  (says  the  kind  redeeming  Lord, 

And  shows  his  wounded  side,) 
'  See  here  the  spring  of  all  your  joys, 
•  That  open'd  when  I  died.' 

4  [He  smiles,  and  cheers  my  mournful  heart, 

And  tells  of  all  his  pain  ; 
'All  this,'  lie  says.  '  I  bore  for  thee,' 
And  then  he  smiles  again.] 

5  What  shall  we  pay  our  heavenly  King 

For  grace  so  vast  as  this  ? 
He  brings  our  pardon  to  our  eyes, 
And  seals  it  with  a  kiss. 

6  [Let  such  amazing  loves  as  these 

Be  sounded  all  abroad, 
Shach  favours  are  beyond  degrees, 
And  worthy  of  a  God.] 


THE  LORD'S  SUPPER. 

I  7  [To  him  that  wash'd  us  in  his  Wood 
Be  everlasting  praise. 
Salvation,  honour,  glory,  power, 
Eternal  as  liis  days. 


544 


HYMN  12.  B.  3.  L.  M.  Islin^l 

•  The,  Gospal  Feast,  Luke  .xiv.  16,  &c;. 


[XJOW  rich  are  fhy  provisions,  Lord  ! 
-■--■•  Thy  table  Rirnish'd  from  above. 
The  fruits  of  life  o'ersnread  the  board, 
The  cup  o'erflows  with  heavenly  love. 

2  Thine  ancient  family,  the  Jews, 
Were  first  invited  to  the  feast, 
We  humbly  t;ike  what  thc-y  refuse, 
And  Gentiles  thy  salvation  taste. 

3  We  are  the  poor,  the  blind,  the  lame, 
And  help  was  far,  and  death  was  iiigh, 
But  at  the  t'ospel  call  we  came, 

And  every  want  receiv'd  supply. 

4  From  the  highway  that  leads  to  hell, 
From  paths  of  darkness  and  despair. 
Lord,  we  are  come  with  thee  to  dwell, 
Glad  to  enjoy  thy  presence  here.) 

5  [What  shall  we  pay  th'  Eter.ial  Son 
That  left  the  heaven  of  his  abode, 
And  to  this  wretched  earth  came  down 
To  bring  us  wanderers  back  to  Qod. 

6  It  cost  him  death  to  save  our  lives, 
To  buy  our  souls  it  cost  hie  own  ; 
And  all  the  unknown  joys  he  {.ives 
Were  bought  uith  agonies  unknown. 

7  Our  everla-iing  love  is  due 

To  him  that  ransom'd  sinners  lost ; 
And  pitied  rebels  whien  he  knew 
The  vast  expense  his  love  would  coat] 


545. 


HYMN  13.  B.  3.  C.  M.  MeciT. 

Divine  Love  making  a  Feast. 


TTOW  sweet  and  awful  is  the  place 
-■-  *■  With  Christ  within  the  doora, 
While  everlasting  love  displays 
The  choicest  oT  his  stores  ! 

2  Here  every  bowel  of  our  God 

With  soft  compassion  rolls. 
Here  peace  and  pardon,  bought  with  blood. 
Is  food  for  dying  souls. 

3  [While  all  our  hearts  and  all  our  songs 

Join  to  admire  life  feast, 
Each  of  us  cry  with  thankful  tongues, 
'  Lord,  why  was  I  guest? 


546 


W 


THE  LORD'S  SUPPER. 
1  '  Why  was  I  made  to  hear  thy  voice, 
'  Anfl  enter  while  there's  room  ?        ,    . 
'  When  thousands  make  a  wretched  choice, 
'  And  rather  starve  than  come.'] 
3  'Twas  the  same  love  that  spread  the  feast. 
That  sweetly  forced  us  in, 
Else  we  had  still  refus'd  to  taste, 
And  perish'd  in  our  sin. 

6  [Pity  the  nations,  0  our  God, 

Constrain  the  earth  to  come, 

Send  thy  victorious  word  abroad, 

And  bring  the  strangers  home. 

7  We  long  to  see  thy  churches  full, 

That  all  the  chosen  race 
May  with  one  voice,  and  heart,  and  soul, 
Sing  thy  redeeming  grace.] 

HYMN  14.  B.  3.  L.  M.  Dresden. 

T/ie  Song'  of  Simeon,,  Luke  ii.  23. 
OW  have  our  hearts  embrac'd  our  God, 
We  would  forget  all  earthly  charms, 
And  wi»:,  to  J.t  .IS  Simeon  would, 
With  his  young  Saviour  in  his  arms, 
f  2  Our  lips  should  learn  that  joyful  song, 
Were  but  our  hearts  prepar'd  like  lus, 
Our  souls  still  waiting  to  be  gone, 
And  at  thy  word  depart  in  peace. 

3  Here  we  have  seen  thy  face,  O  Lord, 
And  view'd  salvation  with  our  eyes, 
Tasted  and  fell  the  living  word,    _ 
The  bread  descending  from  the  skies. 

4  Thou  hast  prepar'd  this  dyins  Lamb, 
Hast  set  his  blood  before  our  face, 
To  teach  the  tenors  of  thy  name. 
And  show  the  wonders  of  thy  grace. 

/  5  He  is  our  lii-'ht ;  our  morning  Sta»- 
Shall  shine  on  nations  yet  unknown ; 
The  glory  of  thine  Israel  here, 
And  joy  of  spirits  near  thy  throne. 
P^A'y  HYMN  15.  B.  3.  C.  M.  Barby. 

*^^  '  •    Our  Lord  Jesus  at  his  own  Table. 
[rpHE  memory  of  our  dying  Lord 

JL   Awakes  a  thankful  tongue  : 

How  rich  he  spread  his  royal  board, 

And  blest  the  food,  and  sung. 

2  Happy  the  men  that  eat  this  bread, 

But  double  blest  was  he 

That  gently  bow'd  his  loving  head. 

And  lean'd  it,  Lord,  on  thee. 


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THE  LORD'S  SUPPER. 

3  By  faith  the  same  delighL=!  we  taste 

As  that  great  favourite  did, 
And  sit  and  lean  on  Jesus'  breast, 
And  take  the  heavenly  bread.] 

4  Down  from  the  palace  of  the  skiea 

Hither  the  King  descends, 
'  Come,  my  beloved,  eat,  (he  cries,) 
'  And  drink  salvation,  friends. 

5  ['  ]My  flesh  is  food  and  physic  too, 

'  A  balm  for  all  your  pains  ; 
'  And  the  red  streams  of  pardon  flow 
'  From  these  my  pierced  veins.'] 

6  Hosanna  to  his  bounteous  love 

For  such  a  feast  bejow  ! 
And  yet  he  feeds  his  saints  above 
AVith  nobler  blessings  too. 

7  [Come  the  dear  day,  the  glorious  hour. 

That  brines  our  souls  to  rest ! 
Then  we  shall  need  these  tj'pes  no  more, 
But  dwell  at  th'  heavenly  feast.] 

HYMN  16.  B.  3.  C.  M.  Want, 

The  Agonies  of  Christ. 

NOW  let  our  pains  be  all  forgot, 
Our  hearts  no  more  repine. 
Our  sufferings  are  not  worth  a  thought, 
When,  Lord,  compar'd  with  thine. 
2  In  lively  figures  here  we  see 
The  bleeding  Prince  of  love  ; 
Each  of  us  hopes  he  died  for  me, 
And  then  our  griefs  remove. 
p  3  [Our  humble  faith  here  fakes  her  rise 
While  siting  round  his  board  ; 
And  back  to  Calvary  she  flies 
To  view  her  groaning  Lord. 

4  His  soul,  what  agonies  it  felt 

When  his  own  God  withdrew ! 
And  the  large  load  of  all  our  guilt 
Lay  heavy  on  him  too. 

5  But  the  divinity  within 

Supported  him  to  bear : 
Dying  he  conquer'd  hell  and  sin, 
And  made  his  triumph  there.] 

6  Grace,  wisdom,  justice,  join'd  and  ^vroHght 

The  wonders  of  that  day  ; 
No  mortal  tongue  nor  mortal  thought 
Can  equal  thanks  repay. 
I  7  Our  h>-mns  shoukl  sound  like  those  above. 
Could  we  our  voices  raise ; 


THE  LORD'S  SUPPER, 

-    Yet,  Lord,  our  hearts  shall  all  be  love, 
And  all  our  lives  be  praise. 
f^AQ    HYMN  17.  B.  3.  S.  M.  Little  Marlborough. 
fJ^%y»  y^jg  pip^fi  and  Blood  of  Christ. 
\.\\[^  sing  th'  amazing  deeds 
»»    That  grace  divine  performs  ; 
Th'  eternal  God  comes  down  and  bleeds 
To  nourish  dying  worms. 

2  This  soul-reviving  wine. 
Dear  Saviour,  'tis  thy  blood  ; 

We  thank  that  sacred  flesh  of  thine 
For  this  immortal  food.] 

3  The  banquet  that  we  eat 

Is  made  of  iieavenly  tilings, 
Earth  hath  no  dainties  half  so  sweet 
As  our  Redeemer  brings. 

4  In  vain  had  Adam  sought 
And  search'd  his  garden  round. 

For  there  was  no  such  blessed  fruit 
In  all  that  happy  ground. 

5  Th'  angelic  host  above 
Can  never  taste  this  food, 

They  feast  upon  their  Maker's  love, 
But  not  a  Saviour's  blood, 
p  6      On  us  th'  almighty  Lord 

Bestows  this  matchless  grace, 
And  meets  us  with  some  cheering  word 
"With  pleasure  in  his  face. 
/  7     Come,  all  ye  drooping  saints, 
And  banquet  with  the  King, 
This  wine  will  drown  your  sad  complaints. 
And  tune  your  voice  to  sing. 
I  8     Salvation  to  tiie  name 
Of  our  adored  Christ : 
Through  the  wide  earth  hia  grace  proclaim, 
His  glory  in  the  high'st. 
e:  ^f\  HYMN  18.  B.  3.  L.  M.  ShoeL 

^JU\J,  The  same. 

JESUS,  we  bow  before  thy  feet, 
Thy  table  is  divinely  stor'd : 
Thy  sacred  flesh  our  souls  have  eat, 
'Tis  living  bread  ;  we  thank  thee,  Lordt 

2  And  here  we  drink  our  Saviour's  blood  ; 
We  thank  thee,  Lord,  'tis  generous  wine; 
Mingled  with  love  the  fountain  flow'd 
From  that  dear  bleeding  heart  of  thine. 

3  On  earth  is  no  such  sweetness  found. 
For  the  Lamb's  flesh  is  heavenly  food  ; 


THE  LORD'S  SUPPER. 
In  vain  we  search  the  globe  around 
For  bread  so  fine,  or  wine  so  good. 
4  Gamal  proN-isions  can  at  best 
But  cheer  the  heart  or  warm  the  head, 
But  the  rich  cordial  that  we  taste 
Gives  life  eternaJ  to  the  dead. 
/  5  Joy  to  the  Master  of  the  feast, 
His  name  our  souls  for  ever  bless  : 
To  God  the  Kin?,  and  God  the  Priest, 
A  loud  hosanna  round  the  place. 
C  K  1  HYMN  19.  B.  3.  L.  M.  Bower 

tJO ±m   Qigj~y  {ji  if^  £^ggg  .  Qj.^  jiot  ashamed  of  Chr:s . 

AT  thy  command,  our  dearest  Lord, 
Here  we  attend  thy  dyinff  feast ; 
Thy  blood  like  wine  adorns  thy  board. 
And  thine  own  flesh  feeds  every  guest 

2  Our  faith  adores  thy  bleeding  love, 
And  trusts  f'or  life  in  one  tliat  died  ; 
We  liopp  for  heavenly  crowns  above 
From  a  Redeemer  crucified. 

3  Let  the  vain  world  pronounce  it  shame, 
And  fling  their  scandals  on  thy  cause ; 
We  come  to  boast  our  Saviour's  name, 
And  make  our  triumphs  in  his  cross. 

/  4  With  joy  we  tell  the  scoflfins  age 
He  that  was  dead  has  left  his  tomb, 
He  lives  above  their  utmost  rage, 
And  we  are  waiting  till  he  come. 

KKQ  HYMN  20.  B.  3.  G.  M.        Arand^ 

0<J/4  .  y;,g  Provisions  for  the  Table  of  our  Lord. 

LORD,  we  adore  thy  bounteous  hand, 
And  sing  the  solpmn  feast 
Where  sweet  celeslia!  dainties  stand 
For  every  willing  guest. 

2  [The  tree  of  life  adorns  the  board 

AVith  rich  immortal  fruit, 
And  ne'er  an  ansry  flaming  sword 
To  guard  the  passage  to  't. 

3  The  cup  stands  crown'd  with  livin|»  juice ; 

The  fountain  flows  above. 
And  runs  down  streaming  for  our  use, 
In  rivulets  of  love.] 

4  The  food's  prepar'd  by  heavenly  art, 

The  pleasure's  well  refin'd. 
They  spread  n''w  life  throui-h  every  heart 
And  cheer  the  drooping  mind. 
I  5  Shout  and  proclaim  the  Sa\iour's  lov8» 
Ye  saints  that  taste  liia  wine. 


THE  LORD'S  SUPPER. 
Join  with  your  kindred  saints  above, 
In  loud  hosannas  join. 
5  A  thousand  glories  to  the  God 
That  gives  suoh  joy  as  this, 
Hosanna !  let  it  sound  abroad, 
And  reach  where  Jesus  is. 


'C^ 


KKO  HYMN  21.  B.  3.  C.  M.  ■\V.n*ef. 

*-'*^*-'*  The  Triumphal  Feast  for  ChrisVs  Victon. 
lOME,  let  us  lift  our  voices  high, 
High  as  our  joys  arise, 
And  join  the  songs  above  the  sky, 
Where  pleasure  never  dies. 

2  Jesus,  the  God  that  fought  and  bleu. 

And  conquer'd  when  he  fell, 
That  rose,  and  at  his  chariot  wheels 
Dragg'd  all  the  powers  of  hell.] 

3  Jesus  the  God  invites  us  here 

To  this  triumphal  feast. 
And  brings  immortal  blessings  down 
For  each  redeemed  guest.] 

4  The  Lord !  how  glorious  is  his  face 

How  kind  his  smiles  appear! 
?     And  0,  what  melting  words  he  says 
To  every  humble  ear ! 

5  '  For  you,  the  children  of  my  love, 

'  It  was  for  you  I  died, 
'  Behold  my  hands,  behold  my  feet, 
'  And  look  into  my  side. 

6  '  These  are  the  wounds  for  you  I  bore, 

'  The  tokens  of  my  pains, 
'  When  I  came  down  to  free  your  soula 
'  From  misery  and  chains. 

7  ['  Justice  unsheatii'd  its  fiery  sword, 

'  And  plung'd  it  in  my  heart : 
Infinite  pangs  for  you  I  bore, 
'  And  most  tormenting  smart. 

8  '  \yhen  hell  and  all  its  spiteful  powers 

'  Stood  dreadful  in  my  way, 
'  To  rescue  those  dear  lives  of  yours 
'  I  gave  my  own  away. 

9  '  But  while  I  bled,  and  groan'd,  and  died. 

'  I  ruin'd  Satan's  throne  ; 
'  Hisii  on  my  cross  I  hung,  and  spied 

'  The  monster  tumbling  down. 
I  10  '  ^(ow  you  must  triumph  at  my  fiiast, 

'  And  taste  my  flesh,  my  blood ; 
'  And  Uve  eternal  ages  blest, 

'  For  'tis  immortal  food.' 

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O' 


THE  LORD'S  SUPPER. 

s  11  Victorious  God!  what  can  we  pay 
For  favours  so  divine ! 
We  would  devote  our  hearts  away 
To  be  for  ever  thine.] 
1 12  We  give  thee,  Lord,  our  highest  praise, 
The  tribute  of  our  tongues  ; 
But  themes  so  infinite  as  these 
Exceed  our  noblest  songs. 

-:  riA  HYMN  22.  B.  3.  L.  M.  Germany 

*-'*-'^*    The  Compassion,  of  a  dying  Christ. 
|UR  spirits  join  t'  adore  the  Lamb  ; 
0  that  our  feeble  lips  could  move 
In  strains  immortal  as  his  name, 
And  melting  as  his  dying  iove. 
»)  2  Was  ever  equal  pity  found  ? 

The  Prince  of  heaven  resigns  his  breath, 
And  pours  his  life  out  on  tlie  ground 
To  ransom  guilty  worms  fiom  death. 
"Jlebels,  we  broke  our  ^laker's  laws  : 
He  from  the  threatening  set  us  free, 
Bore  the  full  vengeance  on  bis  cross 
And  nail'd  the  curses  to  the  tree. 
s  4  The  law  proclaims  no  terror  now. 
And  Sinai's  thunder  roars  no  more  ; 
From  all  liis  wounds  new  blessings  flow, 
A  sea  of  joy  without  a  shore. 

5  Here  we  have  wash'd  our  deepest  stains, 
And  heal'd  our  wounds  with  heavenly  blood  ; 
Blest  fountain  !  springing  from  the  veins 

Of  Jesus  our  incarnate  God.] 

6  In  vain  our  mortal  voices  strive 
To  spesik  compassion  so  divine ; 
Had  we  a  thousand  lives  to  give, 

A  thousand  lives  should  all  be  thine. 

HYMN  23.  B.  3.  C.  M.  Dundee 

Grace  and  Glory  Iry  the  Death  of  Christ, 


►55. 


[CITTING  around  our  Father's  board 
■^  We  raise  our  tuneful  breath  ; 
Our  faith  beholds  our  dying  Lord, 
And  dooms  our  sins  to  death.] 

2  We  see  the  blood  of  Jesus  shed. 

Whence  all  our  pardons  rise  ; 
The  sinner  views  the  atonement  made, 
And  loves  the  sacrifice. 

3  Thy  cruel  thorns,  thy  shameful  cross. 

Procure  us.heavenly  crowns  ; 
Our  hiehe>!t  gain  springs  from  thy  loss, 
Our  healing  from  thy  wounds. 


THE  LORD'S  SUPPER. 

4  0  'tis  impossible  that  we, 
Who  dwell  in  feeble  clay, 
Should  equal  sufterincs  bear  for  thee, 
Or  equal  thanks  repay. 
KC/^  HYMN  £4.  B.  3.  C.  M.         Plymouth. 

00\J»    Pardon  and  Strength  from  Christ. 

FATHER.,  we  wail  to  feel  thy  grace, 
To  see  thy  glories  shine  ; 
The  Lord  will  his  own  table  bless, 
And  make  the  feast  divine. 

2  "We  touch,  we  taste  the  heavenly  bread, 

We  drink  the  sacred  cup : 
With  outward  forms  our  sense  is  fed, 
Our  souls  rejoice  in  hope. 

3  We  shall  appear  before  the  throne 

Of  our  forgiving  God  ; 
Drest  in  the  garments  of  his  Son, 
And  sprinkled  with  his  blood. 
/  4  We  shall  be  strong  to  run  the  race, 
And  climb  the  upper  sky  ; 
Christ  will  provide  our  souls  with  grace. 
He  bought  a  large  supply. 
/  5  [Let  us  indulge  a  cheerful  frame. 
For  joy  becomes  a  feast : 
We  lo^•e  the  memory  of  his  name 
More  than  the  wine  wc  taste.] 
K  Ky  HYMN  2.5.  B.  3.  C.  M.        Staughtoa 

vtJ  4  •     j)imne  Glories  andour  Graces. 

HOW  are  thy  glories  here  di.<«play'd ! 
Great  God,  how  bright  they  shine, 
While  at  thy  word  we  break  the  bread, 
And  pour  the  flowing  wine  I 
a  2  Here  thy  revenging  justice  stands, 
And  pleads  its  dreadful  cause  ; 
Here  saving  mercy  spreads  her  hands. 
Like  Jesus  on  the  cross. 

3  Thy  saints  attend  with  every  grace 

On  this  great  sacrifice : 
And  love  appears  with  cheerful  face, 
And  faith  with  fixed  eyes. 

4  Our  hope  in  waiiing  posture  sits, 

To  hp.aven  directs  her  sight  ; 
Here  every  warmer  passion  meets, 
And  warmer  powers  unite. 

5  Zeal  and  revenge  perform  their  part. 

And  rising  sin  destroy  ; 
Repentance  comes  with  aching  heart, 
Yet  not  forbids  the  joy. 


SOLOMON'S  SONG. 

6  Dear  SaWour,  change  our  faith  to  sight, 
Let  sin  for  ever  die  •• 
Then  shall  our  souls  be  all  delight, 
And  every  tear  be  dry. 


SOLOMON'S  SONG. 

KKQ  HYISIN  66.  B.  1.  L.  M.  Sabaoth. 

t>  t/O .       Christ  the  King  at  his  Table. 

LET  him  embrace  my  soul,  and  prove 
Mine  interest  in  his  heavenly  love : 
The  voice  that  tells  me,  Thou  art  mine, 
Exceeds  the  blessines  of  tiie  vine. 
2  On  thee  th'  anointing  Spirit  came, 
And  spread  the  savour  of  thy  name ; 
That  oil  of  dadness  and  of  ^race 
Draws  virgin-souls  to  meet  thy  lace. 
Jesus,  allure  me  by  thy  charms  ; 
IMy  soul  shall  fly  into  ihine  arms  : 
Oiir  wanderina  feet  thy  favours  bring 
To  the  fair  chambers  of  the  King. 
/  4  [Wonder  and  pleasure  tune  our  voice 
To  speak  thy  praises,  and  our  joys  : 
Our  memory  keeps  this  love  o.  thine 
Beyond  the  taste  of  richest  wine.J 

5  Though  in  ourselves  deform'd  we  are, 
And  black  as  Kedar's  tents  appear, 
Yet  when  we  put  thy  beauties  on, 
Fair  as  the  courts  of  Solomon. 

6  [While  at  his  table  sits  the  King, 
He  loves  to  see  us  smile  and  sing ; 
Our  graces  are  our  best  perfiune. 

And  Dreathe  like  spikenard  round  the  room.] 
p  7  As  myrrh  new  bleeding  from  the  tree, 

Such  is  a  dying  Christ  to  me  : 

And  while  he  makes  my  soul  his  guest. 

My  bosom,  Lord,  shall  be  thy  rest. 
8  [No  beams  of  cedar  or  of  fir 

Can  with  thy  courts  on  earth  compare  ; 

And  here  we  wait  until  thy  love 

Raise  us  to  nobler  seats  above.] 
CKQ  HYMN67.  B.  1.  L.  M.  AL-^lJft. 

rJOtJ»  Seeking  the  Pastures  of  Christ  the  S7jt>-,  d. 

THOU  whom  my  soul  admires  above 
All  earthly  joy,  and  earthly  love. 
Tell  me,  dear  Shepherd,  let  ma  know, 
Where  do  thy  sweetest  pastures  grow  ? 


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SOLOMON'S  SONG. 

2  Where  is  the  shadow  of  that  rock, 
That  from  the  sun  defends  thy  dockl 
Fain  would  I  feed  among  thy  sheep, 
Among  tliem  rest,  among  them  sleep. 

3  Why  should  thy  bride  appear  like  one 
That  turns  aside  to  patlu  unknown? 
My  constant  feet  would  never  rove. 
Would  never  seek  euiother  love. 

4  [The  footsteps  of  thy  flock  I  see  : 
Thy  sweetest  pastures  here  they  be ; 
A  wondrous  feast  thy  love  prepares, 

Bfjuglit  with  thy  wounds,  and  groans,  and  tear*. 

5  His  dearest  flesh  he  makes  my  food. 
And  bids  me  drink  his  richest  blood  ; 
Here  to  these  hills  my  soul  will  come, 
Till  my  Beloved  lead  me  home.] 

HYIMN  68.  B.  1.  L.  IM.         Park-Street. 
'  The  Banquet  of  Love. 

BEHOLD  the  Rose  of  Sharon  here, 
The  Lily  which  the  valleys  bear ; 
Behold  the  Tree  of  Life,  that  gives 
Refreshing  fruit  and  healing  leaves. 

2  Amongst  the  thorns  so  lilies  shine  ; 
Amongst  wild  gourds  the  noble  vine ; 
So  in  mine  eyes  my  Saviour  proves 
Amidst  a  thousand  meaner  loves. 

3  Beneath  his  cooling  shade  I  sat 

To  shield  me  from  the  burning  heat ; 
Of  heavenly  fruit  he  spreads  a  feast. 
To  feed  my  eyes  and  please  my  taste. 
p  4  [Kindly  he  brought  me  to  the  place 
Where  stood  the  banquet  of  his  grace, 
He  saw  me  faint,  and  o'er  my  head 
The  banner  of  his  love  he  spread. 
/  5  With  living  bread  and  generous  wine 
He  cheers  this  sinking  heart  of  mine  ; 
And  opening  his  own  heart  to  me, 
He  shows  his  thoughts,  how  kind  they  ».] 
6  0  never  let  my  Lord  depart, 
Lie  down  and  rest  upon  my  heart ; 
I  charge  my  sins  not  once  to  move, 
Nor  stir,  nor  wake,  nor  grieve  my  love. 
Kf»1  HYMN  69.  B.  L  L.  M.  Wclli 

tjyj  A  •      Christ  appearing  to  his  Church. 
^HE  voice  of  my  beloved  sounds 
Over  the  rocks  and  rising  grounds, 
O'er  hills  of  guilt  and  seas  ot  grief 
He  leaps,  he  flies  to  my  relief. 


T^ 


SOLOMON'S  SONG. 

2  Now  through  the  veil  of  flesh  I  see 

With  eyes  of  love  he  looks  at  me  ; 

Now  in  the  gospel's  clearest  glass 

He  shows  the  beauties  of  his  face. 

p  3  Gently  he  draws  my  heart  along, 

Both  with  his  beauties  and  his  tongue : 
'  Rise  (saith  my  Lord)  make  haste  away, 
'  No  mortal  joys  are  worth  thy  stay. 

4  '  The  Jewish  wint'ry  state  is  gone, 

'  The  mists  are  fled,  the  spring  comes  on, 
'  The  sacred  turtle-dove  we  hear 
'  Proclaim  the  new,  the  joyful  year. 

5  '  Th'  immortal  vine  of  heavenly  root 

'  Blossoms  and  buds,  and  gives  her  fruit ;' 
Lo,  we  are  come  to  taste  the  wine  ; 
Our  souls  rejoice  and  bless  the  vine. 

6  And  when  we  hear  our  Jesus  say, 

'  Rise  up,  my  love,  make  haste  away!' 
/     Our  hearts  would  fain  out  fly  the  wind. 

And  leave  all  earthly  loves  behind. 
K£J9  HYMN  70.  B.  1.  L.  M.        ElSnghanv 

iJ\y^»  Christ  inviting,  and  the  Church  anm-ering. 
fXJARK,  the  Redeemer  from  on  high 
■H-  Sweetly  ir.vites  his  favourites  nigh  ; 
From  caves  of  darkness  and  of  doubt, 
He  gently  speaks  and  calls  us  out. 
")  2  '  My  dove,  who  hidest  in  the  rock, 

'  Thine  heart  almost  with  sorrow  broke, 
'  Litl  up  thy  face,  forget  thy  fear, 
'  And  let  thy  voice  delight  mine  ear : 
p  3  '  Thy  voice  to  me  sounds  ever  sweet ; 
'  My  graces  in  thy  countenance  meet ; 
'  Though  the  vain  world  thy  face  despise, 
'  'Tis  bright  and  comely  in  mine  eyes.' 

4  Dear  Lord,  our  thankful  heart  receives 
The  hope  thine  invitation  gives  ; 

i      To  thee  our  joyful  lips  shall  raise 

The  voice  of  prayer,  and  that  of  praise.] 

5  [I  am  my  love's,  and  he  is  mine ; 

Our  hearts,  our  hopes,  our  paasions  join  : 

Nor  let  a  motion,  nor  a  word, 

Nor  thought  arise  to  grieve  my  Lord. 

6  My  soul  to  pastures  fair  he  leads. 
Amongst  the  lilies  where  he  leeds  ; 
Amongst  the  saints  (whose  robes  are  wliite, 
Wash'd  III  his  blood)  is  his  delight. 

7  Till  the  day  break,  and  shadows  Cee, 
Till  the  swest  dawning  light  I  see, 


563 


SOLOMON'S  SONG. 
Thine  eyes  to  me-ward  often  turn, 
Nor  let  my  soul  in  darkness  mourn. 
8  Be  like  a  hart  on  mountains  green, 
Leap  o'er  the  lulls  of  foar  and  sin ; 
Nor  guilt,  nor  unbelief  divide 
My  love,  my  Saviour,  from  my  side.] 

HYMN  71.  B.  1.  L.  M.  Luton. 

Christ  found  in  the  Street,  and  brought  to 
the  Church. 

OFTEN  I  seek  my  Lord  by  night, 
Jesus,  my  love,  my  soul's  delight ; 
"With  warm  desire  and  restless  thought 
I  seek  him  oft,  but  find  him  not. 

2  Then  I  arise  and  search  the  street, 
Till  I  my  Lord,  my  Saviour  meet ; 
I  ask  the  watchmen  of  the  night, 

'  Where  did  you  see  my  soul's  delighf' 

3  Sometimes  I  find  him  in  my  way. 
Directed  by  a  heavenly  ray  ; 

I  leap  for  joy  to  see  his  face, 

And  hold  him  fast  in  mine  embrace. 

4  [I  bring  him  to  my  mother's  home. 
Nor  does  my  Lord  refuse  to  come, 
To  Sioii's  sacred  chambers,  where 
My  soul  first  drew  the  vital  air. 

5  He  gives  me  there  his  bleeding  heart, 
Pierc'd  for  my  sake  with  deadly  smart ; 
I  give  my  soul  to  him,  and  there 

Our  loves  their  mutual  tokens  share.] 

6  I  charge  you  all,  ye  earthly  toys,  ' 
Approach  not  to  disturb  my  joys  ; 

Nor  sin  nor  hell  come  near  my  heart. 
Nor  cause  my  Saviour  to  depart. 

HYMN  72.  B.  1.  L.  M.  Brentford. 

The  Coronation  of  Christ,  and  Espousals 
of  the.  Church,  Sol.  Song,  iii.  11. 

DAUGHTERS  of  Zion,  come,  behold 
The  crown  of  honour  and  of  gold, 
"Which  the  glad  church  with  joys  unlcnown 
Plac'd  on  the  head  of  Solomon. 

2  Jesus,  thou  everlasting  King, 
Accept  the  tribute  which  we  bring, 
Accept  the  well  deserv'd  renown. 
And  wear  our  praises  as  thy  crown. 

3  Let  every  act  of  worship  be 
Like  our  espousals.  Lord,  to  thee  ; 
Like  the  dear  hour  when  from  above 
We  first  rcceiv'd  thy  pledge  of  love. 


564 


SOLOMON'S  SONG. 
/  A  The  gladness  of  that  happy  day, 

Oar  hearts  would  wish  it  long  to  stay, 
Xor  let  our  faith  forsake  its  hold. 
Nor  comfort  sink,  nor  love  grow  cold. 
T)  O  let  each  minute,  as  it  flies, 
.     hicrease  thy  praise,  improve  our  joys, 
Till  we  are  rais'd  to  sin?  thy  name 
At  the  great  supper  of  the  Lamb, 
i  6  0  that  the  months  would  roll  away, 
And  bring  that  coronation-day  ! 
The  King  of  grace  shall  fill  the  throne 
"With  all  his  Father's  trlories  on. 
K  f»  ^  HYMN  73.  B.  1.  L.  IM.        Wareham 

0KJ0»  y^j  Church's  B:auty  in  the  Eyes  of  Ckru:. 
p     TT'IND  is  the  speech  of  Christ  our  Lord, 
J^V  Alfection  sounds  in  every  word : 
'  Lo,  thou  art  fair,  my  love,'  he  cries, 
'  Not  the  young  doves  have  sweeter  eyes. 

2  '  [Sweet  are  thy  hps,  thy  pleasing  voice 
'Salutes  mine  ear  with  secret  joys, 

'  No  spice  so  much  delights  the  smell, 
'  Nor  milk  nor  honey  taste  so  well.] 

3  '  Thou  art  ail  fair,  my  bride,  to  me, 
'  I  will  behold  no  spot  in  the^.' 
What  mighty  wonders  love  performs, 
And  puts  a  comeliness  on  worms  1 

V  4  Defil'd  and  loathsome  as  we  are. 
He  makes  us  white,  and  calls  us  fair ; 
Adorns  us  with  that  heavenly  dress, 
His  graces,  and  his  righteousness. 

f  5  '  My  sister,  and  my  spouse,'  he  cries, 

'  Bound  to  my  heart  with  various  ties,  , 

'  Thy  powerful  love  my  heart  detains  ^ 

'  In  stron?  dehght  and  pleasing  chains.' 

6  He  calls  me  from  the  leopard's  den. 
From  this  wide  world  of  beasts  and  men, 
To  Sion  wliere  his  glories  are  ; 

Not  Lebanon  is  half  so  fair. 

7  Not  dens  of  prey,  nor  flowery  plains, 
Nor  earthly  joys,  nor  earthly  pauis- 
Shall  hold  my  feet,  or  force  my  stay. 
When.  Christ  invites  my  soul  away. 

HYMN  T4.  B.  1.  L.  !\L  Bath. 

The  Church  the  Garden  of  Christ. 

WE  are  a  garden  wall'd  around, 
Chosen  and  made  peculiar  ground ; 
A  little  spot  enclos'd  by  grace 
Out  of  the  world's  wide  wilderness. 


566. 


SOLOMON'S  SONG. 

2  Like  trees  of  myrrh  and  spice  we  stand 
Planted  by  God  the  Father's  hand; 
And  all  the  springs  in  Sion  flow 

To  make  the  young  plantation  grow. 

3  Awake,  0  heavenly  wind,  and  come, 
Blow  on  this  garden  of  perfume  ; 
Spirit  divine,  descend  and  breathe 

A  gracious  gale  on  plants  beneath. 

4  Make  our  best  spices  flow  abroad 
To  entertain  our  Saviour-God : 
And  faith,  and  love,  and  joy  appear, 
And  every  grace  be  active  here. 

3  (Let  my  Beloved  come,  and  taste 
His  pleasant  fruits  at  his  own  feast ; 
■  I  come,  my  spouse,  I  come,'  he  cries, 
With  love  and  pleasure  in  his  eyea. 

6  Our  Lord  into  his  garden  comes, 

Well  pleas'd  to  smell  our  poor  perfumes, 
And  calls  us  to  a  feast  divine, 
Sweeter  than  honey,  milk,  or  wine. 

7  '  Eat  of  the  tree  of  life,  my  friends, 

'  The  blessings  that  thy  Father  sends  ; 
'  Your  taste  shall  all  ray  dainties  prove, 
'  And  drink  abundance  of  my  love.' 
/  3  Jesus,  we  will  frequent  thy  board, 
And  sing  the  bounties  of  our  Lord: 
But  the  rich  food  on  which  we  live, 
Demands  more  praise  than  tongues  can  give.] 

.^fJ'T  HYMN  75.  B  1.  L.  M.  Portugal. 

*^^  *  •  The  Description  of  Christ  tiu  Beloved. 
npHE  wondering  world  inquires  to  know 
-■-   Why  I  should  love  my  Jesus  so : 
'  What  are  his  charms,'  say  they, '  above 
'  The  objects  of  a  mortal  love  ?' 

2  Yes,  my  Beloved,  to  my  sight. 

Shows  a  sweet  mixture,  red  and  white  ; 
All  human  beauties,  all  divine, 
In  my  Beloved  meet  and  shine. 

3  White  is  his  soul,  from  blemish  free ; 
Red  with  the  blood  he  shed  for  me  ; 
The  faiiest  of  ten  thousand  fairs : 

A  sun  amongst  ten  thousand  stars. 

4  [His  head  the  finest  gold  excels, 
There  wsdom  in  perfection  dwells  ; 
And  glory,  like  a  crown,  adorns 
Those  temples  once  beset  with  thorns- 

V  5  Compassions  in  his  heart  are  found. 
Hard  by  the  signals  of  his  wound  ; 


SOLOMON'S  SONG. 

His  sacred  side  no  more  shall  boar 
The  cruel  scourge,  thy  piercing  spear.] 

6  [His  hands  are  fairer  to  behold 
Than  diamonds  set  in  rings  of  gold ; 
Those  heavenly  hands  that  on  the  tree 
Were  naii'd,  and  torn,  and  bled  forme. 

7  Though  once  he  bow'd  his  feeble  knees, 
Loaded  with  sins  and  agonies, 

Now  on  the  throne  of  his  command 
His  legs  like  marble  pillars  stand.] 

8  [His  eyes  are  majesty  and  love, 
The  eagle  temper'd  with  the  dove : 
No  more  shall  trickling  sorrows  roll 
Through  those  dear  m  indows  of  his  soul. 

9  His  mouth,  that  pour'd  out  long  complaints. 
Now  smiles,  and  cheers  his  fainting  saints  : 
His  countenance  more  graceful  is 

Than  Lebanon  with  all  its  trees.] 
10  All  over  glorious  is  my  Lord, 
Must  be  belov'd,  and  yet  ador'd  ; 
His  worth  if  all  the  nations  knew, 
Sure  the  whole  earth  would  love  him  too. 


568. 


HY.^IN  76.  B.  1.  L.  ]\L  SuTv. 

Christ  dwells  in  Heaven,  but  visits  on  Earm. 


Tl/'HEN  strangers  stand  and  hear  me  tell 
»  »    What  beauties  in  my  Saviour  dwell ; 
Where  he  is  gone,  they  fain  would  know, 
That  they  may  seek  and  love  liim  too. 

2  My  best-beloved  keeps  his  throne 

On  hills  of  light,  in  worlds  unknown  : 
But  he  descends,  and  shows  lus  face 
In  the  yoimg  gardens  of  his  grace. 

3  [In  vineyards  planted  by  his  hand 
Where  fruitful  trees  in  order  stand  j 
He  feeds  among  the  spicy  beds, 
Where  lilies  show  their  spotless  heads. 

4  He  has  engross'd  my  warmest  love, 
No  earthly  charms  my  soul  can  move ; 
I  have  a  mansion  in  his  heart. 

Nor  death  nor  hell  shall  make  us  part] 

5  [He  takes  my  soul  ere  I'm  aware, 
And  shows  me  where  his  glories  are  ; 
No  chariot  of  Amminadib 

The  heavenly  rapture  can  describe. 

6  0  may  my  .spirit  daily  rise 

On  wings  of  faith  above  the  skies. 
Till  death  shall  make  my  last  remove 
To  dwell  for  ever  with  my  love.] 


N^ 


SOLOMON'S  SONG. 

<RQ  HYMN  77.  B.  1.  L.  M.    Castle-streH 

<iVJt7.  rpj^g  2^yg  g^  Christ  to  the  Church. 
f OW  in  the  galleries  of  his  grace 
Appears  the  King,  and  thus  he  says, 
'  How  fair  my  saints  are  in  my  sight! 
'  My  love  how  pleasant  for  delight !' 
jj  2  Kind  is  thy  language,  Sovereign  Lord, 
There's  heavenly  grace  in  every  word : 
From  tliat  deai-  mouth  a  stream  divjne 
Flows  sweeter  than  the  choicest  wine. 
3  Such  wondrous  love  awakes  the  lip 
Of  saints  that  were  almost  asleep, 
To  speak  the  praises  of  thy  name, 
And  makes  our  cold  affections  flame. 
/  4  These  are  the  joys  he  lets  us  know 
In  fields  and  villages  below, 
Gives  us  a  relish  of  his  love. 
But  keeps  his  noblest  feast  above. 

5  In  paradise  within  the  gates 

A  higher  entertainment  waits  ; 
Fruits  new  and  old  laid  up  in  store, 
Where  we  shall  feed  but  thirst  no  more. 

TVJf\  HYMN  78.  B.  1.  L.  M.  AVindham. 

O  i\J»  rpj^g  Strength  of  Christ's  Love. 
[vynO  is  this  fair  one  in  distress, 

»  ^  That  travels  from  the  wilderness? 
And  press'd  with  sorrows  and  with  sins, 
On  her  beloved  Lord  she  leans. 

2  This  is  the  spouse  of  Christ  our  God, 
Bought  with  the  treasure  of  his  blood  : 
And  her  request  i\nd  her  complaint 

Is  but  the  voice  of  every  saint.] 

3  '  0  let  my  name  engraven  stand, 

'  Both  on  thy  heart,  and  on  thy  hand  : 
'  Seal  me  upon  thine  arm  ;  and  wear 
'  That  pledge  of  love  for  ever  there. 

4  '  Stronger  than  death  thy  love  is  kno%vn. 

'  Which  floods  of  wrath  could  never  drovm  ] 
'  And  hell  and  earth  in  vain  combine 
'  To  quench  a  fire  so  much  divine. 

6  *  But  I  am  jealous  of  my  heart, 

'  Lest  it  should  once  from  thee  depart ; 
'  Then  let  thy  name  be  well  imprest 
'  As  a  fair  signet  on  my  breast. 

5  '  Till  thou  hast  brought  me  to  thy  Iiome, 

'  Where  tears  and  doubts  can  never  comei 
'  Thy  countenance  let  me  often  see, 
'  And  often  thou  shalt  hear  from  me. 


TIMES  AND  SEASONS. 
/  7  '  Come,  my  Beloved,  haste  a'.vay 
'  Cut  short  the  hours  of  thy  delay, 
'  Fly,  like  a  youthful  hart  or  roe, 
'  Over  the  hills  where  spices  grow.' 


TIMES   AND   SEASONS. 


MORNING  AND  EVENING. 


K»r  1  HYMN  79.  B.  1.  L.  M.      Duke  street 

*'•■*-•  A  Morning  Hymn. 

GOD  of  the  morning,  at  whose  voice 
The  cbetrful  sun  makes  haste  to  rise, 
And  like  a  f  iant  doth  rejoice 
To  run  his  journey  through  the  skies; 

2  From  the  fair  chambers  of  the  east 
The  circuit  of  his  race  begins. 
And  without  weariness  or  rest, 

Round  the  whole  earth  he  flies  and  shines 

3  0  like  the  sun  may  I  fulfil 

Th'  appointed  duties  of  the  day, 
With  ready  mind  and  active  will 
March  on  and  keep  my  heavenly  way. 
J)  4  [But  I  shall  rove  and  lose  the  race, 
If  God  my  sun  should  disappear, 
And  leave  me  in  this  world's  wild  maze 
To  follow  every  wandering  star. 

5  Lord,  thy  commands  are  clean  and  pure, 
Enlightening  our  beclouded  eyes. 

Thy  threateninss.just,  thy  promise  sure. 
Thy  gospel  makes  the  simple  wise.] 

6  Give  me  thy  counsel  for  my  guide. 
And  then  receive  me  to  thy  bliss  ; 
All  my  desires  and  hopes  beside 


572 


Are  faint  and  cold  comparM  with  this. 

HYMN  6.  B.  2.  C.  M.         '  Peterboio'. 
A  Morning  Song, 

ONCE  more,  my  soul,  the  rising  day 
Salutes  Ihy  waking  eyes. 
Once  more,  my  vo  ce.  thy  tribute  pay 
To  Him  that  rules  the  skies. 
2  Night  unto  right  his  name  repeats, 
The  day  renews  the  sound. 
Wide  as  the  heaven  on  which  he  sits 
To  turn  the  seasons  round. 


TIMES  AND  SEASONS. 
3  'Tis  he  supports  my  mortal  frame, 
My  tongue  shall  speak  his  praise^; 
My  sins  would  rouse  his  wrath  to  name. 
And  yet  his  wrath  delays. 
1  4  [On  a  poor  worm  thy  power  might  tread, 
And  I  could  ne'er  withstand  ; 
Thy  justice  might  have  crush'd  me  dead, 
But  mercy  held  thine  hand. 
»  5  A  thousand  wretchtd  souls  are  fled 
Since  the  last  setting  sun, 
And  yet  thou  length'nesl  out  my  thread, 
And  yet  my  moments  run.] 
6  Dear  God,  let  all  my  hours  be  thine 
Whilst  T  enjoy  the  light, 
Then  shall  my  sun  in  smiles  decline, 
And  bring  a  pleasant  night. 

PSALM  3.  L.  M.  Shod. 

A  Morning  Psalm. 


573. 


OLORD,  how  many  ate  my  foes, 
In  this  weak  state  of  flesli  and  blood  1 
My  peace  they  daily  discompose, 
But  my  defence  and  hope  is  God. 
p  2  Tir'd  with  the  burdens  of  the  day, 
To  thee  I  rais'd  an  evening  cry ; 
Thou  heard'st  when  I  began  to  pray, 
And  thine  almighty  help  was  nigii. 

3  Supported  by  thine  heavenly  aid, 

I  laid  me  down,  and  slept  secure  ; 

Not  death  should  make  my  heart  afraid, 

Though  I  should  wake  and  rise  no  more. 

4  But  God  sustain'd  me  all  the  night ; 
Salvation  doth  to  God  belong  ; 

He  rais'd  my  head  to  see  the  light, 
And  makes  his  praise  my  mornmg  song. 

f^'y'A  HYMN  81.  B.  1.  L.  M.  Sabaotli. 

*^  •   ■*^*   A  Songfov  Morning  or  Evening. 

\Y  God,  how  endless  is  thy  love ! 
Thy  gifts  are  every  evening  new, 
And  morning  mercies  from  above 
Gently  distil  like  early  dew. 

2  Thou  spread'st  the  curtains  of  the  night, 
Great  guardian  of  my  sleeping  hours  ; 
Thy  soy'reign  word  restores  the  light. 
And  quickens  all  my  drowsy  powers. 

3  I  yield  my  powers  to  thy  command. 
To  thee  I  consecrate  my  days  ; 
Perpetual  blessings  from  thine  hand 
Demand  perpetual  songs  of  praise- 


M^ 


M^ 


TIMES  AND  SEASONS. 

K^K  PSALM  141.  ver.  2—5.  L.  M.  Green's  lOOtL 
*^  •  *-'  *       A  Morning  or  Evening  Psalm. 

tY  God,  accept  my  early  vows, 
Like  mornins  incense  in  thine  house, 
And  let  my  nightly  worship  rise 
Sweet  as  the  evening  sacrifice. 
2  "Watch  o'er  my  lips,  and  guard  them.  Lord, 
From  e^ery  rash  and  heedless  word; 
Nor  let  my  feet  incline  to  tread 
The  guilty  path  where  sinners  lead, 
p  d  0  may  the  righteous,  when  1  stray. 
Smite  and  reprove  my  wandering  way  I 
Their  gentle  words,  like  ointment  shed, 
Shall  never  bruise,  but  cheer  my  head. 
4  When  I  behold  them  presa'd  with  grief, 
I'll  cry  to  heaven  lor  their  relief; 
And  by  my  warm  petitions  prove 
How  much  I  prize  their  faithful  love. 
^>y(i  HY3IN  s;  B.  2.  C.  M.         Braintree. 

^  '  ^*  A  Hymn  for  Morning  or  Evening. 

HOSANXA,  with  a  cheerful  sound, 
ToGnds  upholding  hand. 
Ten  thousand  snares  attend  us  round. 
And  yet  secure  we  stand. 

2  That  was  a  most  amazing  power 

That  rais'd  us  with  a  word  ; 
And  every  day  and  every  hour 
We  lean  upon  the  Lord. 

3  The  evening  rests  our  weary  head, 

And  angels  guard  the  room  j 

We  wake,  and  we  admire  the  bed 

That  was  not  made  our  tomb. 

4  The  rising Ihorning  can't  assure 

That  we  shall  end  the  day, 
For  death  stands  ready  at  the  door 
To  snatch  our  lives  away.  '"  , 

s  5  Our  breath  is  forfeited  by  sin  .  ^  ,"•       , 

To  Gqd's  revenging  law  ;    *  %* 

We  own  thy  grace.  Immortal  King,  « 
In  every  gasp  we  draw.  •* 

/  6  God  is  our  sun,  whose  daily  light 
Our  joy  and  safety  brings  ; 
"ale  "    •  ■ 


5T7 


Our  feeble  flesh  lies  safe  at  night 
Beneath  his  shady  wings. 

HYMN  80.  B.  1.  L.  M. 
An  Evening  Hymn. 

THUS  far  the  Lord  has  led  me  on, 
Thus  far  his  power  prolongs  my  days  ; 


TIMES  AND  SEASONS, 
And  every  evening  shall  make  known 
Some  fresh  memorial  of  his  grace. 

2  Much  of  my  time  has  run  Lo  waste, 
And  1  perliaps  am  near  my  home  ; 
But  he  forgives  my  follies  past, 

He  gives  me  strength  for  days  to  come. 

3  I  lay  my  body  down  to  sleep, 
Peace  is  the  pillow  for  my  head, 
"While  well-appointed  angels  keep 
Their  watchful  stations  round  my  bed. 

4  In  vain  the  sons  of  earlh  or  hell 
Tell  me  a  thousand  frightful  tilings, 
I\Iy  God  in  safety  makes  me  dwell 
Beneath  the  shadow  of  his  wings. 

5  [Faith  in  his  name  forbids  my  fear : 
0  may  thy  presence  ne'er  depart ! 
And  in  the  morning  make  me  hoar 
The  love  and  kindness  of  thy  heart. 

s  6  Thus  when  the  night  of  death  shall  come, 
My  flesh  i-hall  rest  beneath  the  ground. 
And  wait  thy  voice  to  rouse  my  tomb, 
With  sweet  salvation  in  the  sound.] 

CT'Q  HY.AIN  7.  B.  2.  C.  M.  Stevens. 

^  *  ^*  An  Evening  Song. 

DREAD  Sov'reign,  let  my  evening  song 
Like  holy  incense  rise  ! 
Assist  the  offerings  of  my  tongue 
To  reach  the  lofty  skies. 

2  [Through  all  the  dangers  of  the  day 

Thy  hand  was  still  my  guard  ;  • 

And  still  to  drive  my  wants  away 
Thy  mercy  stood  prepar'd.] 

3  Perpetual  blessings  from  above  " 

Encompass  me  around, 
But,  oh !  how  few  returns  of  love 
Hattl  my  Creator  found  I 
i  ^Wat  have  I  done  for  him  that  died 
-•        To-«^e  my  Wretched  soul ! 
How  a^e  my  foilies  multiplied, 
P«V8t  as  my  minutes  roll ! 
V  5  Lord,  with  this  guilty  heart  of  mine 
To  thy  dear  cross  I  flee, 
And  to  thy  grace  my  soul  resign 
To  be  renew'd  by  thee. 
6  Sprinkled  afresh  with  pardoning  blood, 
I  lay  me  down  to  rest. 
As  in  the  embraces  of  my  God, 
Or  on  my  Saviour's  breast. 


580 


TEWES  AND  SEASONS. 

*>TQ  PSALM  4.  C.  M.  Arlington. 

*"  *^*  An  Evening  Psalm. 

LORD,  thou  wilt  hear  me  when  I  pray ; 
I  am  for  ever  thine  ; 
I  fear  before  thee  all  the  day, 
Nor  would  I  dare  to  sin. 

2  And  wffile  I  rest  my  weary  head. 

From  cares  and  bus'ness  tree, 

'Tis  sweet  conversing  on  my  bed 

"With  my  own  heart  and  thee. 

3  I  pay  this  evening  sacrifice ; 

And  when  my  work  is  done. 
Great  God,  my  faith  and  hope  relies 
Upon  thy  grace  alone. 

4  Thus  with  my  thoughts  compos'd  to  peace, 

I'll  give  mine  eyes  fo  sleep  ; 
Thy  hand  in  safety  keeps  my  days. 
And  will  my  slumbers  keep. 

PSALiNI  1S9.  3d  Part.  C.  M.  Mcar. 

The  Mercies  o*'  God  innumerable. 

LORD,  when  I  count  thy  mercies  o'er, 
They  strike  me  with  surprise  ; 
Not  all  the  sands  that  spread  the  shore 
To  equal  numbers  rise. 

2  My  flesh  with  fear  and  wonder  stands, 
The  product  of  t!iy  skill. 

And  hourly  Itlessinss  from  thy  hands 
Thy  thoughts  of  love  reveal. 

3  These  on  my  heart  by  night  I  keep : 
How  kind,  how  dear  to  me ! 

0  may  tnt;  hour  that  ends  my  sleep 
Still  find  my  thoughts  with  thee. 

PSALM  63.  2d  Part.  C.  M.      Wantage 
Midnight  Thoughts  recollected. 
jrpWAS  in  the  watches  of  the  night 
-*-   I  thought  upon  thy  power, 

1  kept  thy  lovely  face  in  sight 
Amidst  the  darkest  hour. 

5  My  flesh  lay  resting  on  my  bed, 
My  soul  arose  on  high  ; 

'  My  God,  my  life,  my  hope,' I  said, 
'  Bring  thy  salvation  nigh.' 

3  My  spirit  labours  up  thine  hill. 
And  climbs  the  heavenlv  road  : 

But  thy  right  hand  upholds  me  still, 
While  I  pursue  my  God. 

4  Thy  mercy  stretches  o'er  my  head 
The  shadow  of  thy  wings  ; 


581 


TIMES  AND  SEASONS. 

/     My  heart  rejoices  in  thine  aid, 
My  tongue  awakes  and  sings. 
5  But  the  destroyers  of  my  peace 
Shall  fret  and  ra§e  in  vain  ; 
The  tempter  s'mll  tor  ever  cease, 
And  all  my  sins  be  slain. 
s  6  Thy  sword  shall  give  my  foes  to  death,     .  . 
And  send  them  down  to  dwell 
In  the  dark  caverns  of  the  earth, 
Or  to  the  depths  of  hell. 

THE   SEASONS   OP  THE   YEAR. 

^09  PSALM  65.  3d  Part.  C.  M.        Winter. 

•-'  ^  '^  •       A  Psalm  for  th  e  IIusbaMman. 

C"<  OOD  is  the  Lord,  the  heavenly  King, 
T  Who  makes  the  earth  liis  care, 
Visits  the  pastures  every  sprmg, 
And  bids  the  grass  appear. 

2  The  clouds,  like  rivers  rais'd  on  liigh, 

Pour  out,  at  thy  command. 
Their  watery  blessings  from  the  sky, 
To  cheer  the  thirsty  land. 

3  The  soften'd  ridges  of  the  field 

Permit  the  corn  to  spring  ; 

The  valleys  rich  provision  yield, 

And  the  poor  labourers  sing. 

4  The  little  hills  on  every  side 

Rejoice  at  falling  showers  ; 
The  meadows,  drest  in  all  their  pride, 
Perfume  the  air  with  flowers. 

5  The  barren  clods,  refresh'd  with  rain. 

Promise  a  joytul  crop  ; 
The  parched  grounds  look  green  again. 
And  raise  tTie  reaper's  hope. 
/  6  The  various  months  thy  goodness  crowns ; 
How  bounteous  are  thy  ways ! 
The  bleating  flocks  spread  o'er  the  downs. 
And  shepherds  shout  thy  praise. 

iCQQ         PSALM  63.  2d  Part.  C.  M.         London. 
»J  O  O  .  j.j^g  Bi^,ssing  of  Rain. 

JnniS  by  thy  strength  the  mountains  stand, 

-1-  God  of  eternal  power ; 
The  sea  giows  calm  at  thy  command, 
And  tempests  cease  to  roar. 
2  The  morning  light  and  evening  sh.ide 
Successive  comforts  bring ; 

22 


584 


TDIES  AND  SEASONS. 

Thy  plenteous  fruits  make  harvest  glad, 
Thy  flowers  adorn  the  spring. 

3  Seasons  and  times,  and  moons  and  hours. 

Heaven,  earth,  and  air  are  thine  ; 
Wher.  clouds  distil  in  fruitful  showers, 
The  Author  is  divine. 

4  Tliose  wandering  cisterns  in  the  sky, 

Borne  by  the  winds  around, 
With  watery  treasures  well  supply 
The  furrows  of  the  ground. 

5  The  thirsty  ridges  drink  their  fill, 

And  ranks  of  corn  appear ; 
Thy  ways  abound  with  blessings  still, 
Thy  goodness  crowns  the  year. 

PSALM  U7.  2d  Part.  L.  M.        Antigaa 
Summer  and  Winter. 

LET  Zion  praise  the  mighty  God, 
And  make  his  honours  known  abroad  ; 
'  For  sweet  the  joy,  our  songs  to  raise, 
'And  glorious  is  the  work  of  praise.' 

2  Our  children  are  secure  and  blest ; 
Our  shores  have  peace,  our  cities  rest ; 
He  feeds  our  sons  with  finest  wheat. 
And  adds  his  blessings  to  their  meat. 

3  The  changing  seasons  he  ordains, 
The  early  and  the  latter  rains  : 

His  flakes  of  snow  like  wool  he  sends, 
And  thus  the  springing  corn  defends. 
s  4  With  hoary  frost  he  strews  the  ground  ; 
His  hail  descends  with  clattering  sound : 
Where  is  the  man  so  vainly  bold, 
That  dares  defy  his  dreadful  cold  ? 

5  He  bids  the  southern  breezes  blow. 
The  ice  dissolves,  the  waters  flow ; 
But  he  hath  nobler  works  and  ways 
To  call  his  people  to  his  praise. 

6  Through  ail  our  land  bis  laws  are  shown, 
His  gospel  tliiough  the  n;ition  known ; 
He  hath  not  thus  reveal'd  his  word 

To  every  land :  Praise  ye  the  Lord. 

PSALM  U7.  7—18.  C.  M.  Wint. 

The  Seasons  cf  the  Year. 
I      "IIHTH  songs  and  honours  sounding  loud 
"  »      Address  the  Lord  on  high  : 
Over  the  heavens  he  spreads  his  cloud. 
And  waters  \eil  the  sky. 
J?  2  He  sends  bis  showers  of  blessmgs  down 
To  cheer  the  plains  below  ; 


585. 


TIMES  AND  SEASONS. 

He  makes  the  grass  the  mountains  crown. 
And  corn  in  valleys  grow. 
3  He  gives  the  grazing  ox  his  meat, 
He  hears  tlie  ravens  cry  ; 
But  man,  who  tastes  his  finest  wheat, 
Shoul'i  raise  his  houonrs  hieh. 
«  4  His  steady  counsels  change  the  face 
Of  the  declining  year ; 
He  bids  the  sun  cut  short  his  race, 
And  wintery  days  appear. 
5  His  hoary  frost,  his  fleecy  snow, 
Descend  and  clothe  the  ground  ; 
The  liquid  streams  forbear  to  flow, 
In  icy  fetters  bound. 
«  6  When  from  his  dreadful  stores  on  high 
He  pours  the  rattling  hail. 
The  wretch  that  dares  this  God  defy 
Shall  find  his  courage  fail. 
/  7  He  sends  his  word  and  melts  the  snow. 
The  fields  no  longer  mourn  ; 
He  calls  the  warmer  gales  to  blow. 
And  bids  the  spring  return. 
8  The  changing  wind,  the  flying  cloud, 
Obey  his  mighty  word  ; 
I      With  songs  and  honours  sounding  loud, 
Praise  ye  the  sovereign  Lord. 

KQ£>  PSALM  29.  L.  M.  Ajnheim. 

tf(D\J»  gigj.jj^  ^j.^^  Thunder. 

GIVE  to  the  Lord,  ye  sons  of  fame. 
Give  to  the  Lord  renown  and  power. 

Ascribe  due  honours  to  his  name, 

And  his  eternal  might  adore. 
i  2  The  Lord  proclaims  his  power  aloud, 

Over  the  ocean  and  the  land  ; 

His  voice  divides  the  watery  cloud, 

And  lightnings  blaze  at  his  command, 
e  3  He  speaks,  and  tempest,  hail,  and  wind. 

Lay  the  wide  forest  bare  around  ; 

The  fearful  hart  and  frighted  hind, 
"     Leap  at  the  terror  of  the  sound. 
«  4  To  Lebanon  he  turas  his  voice, 

And,  lo!  the  stately  cedars  break  ; 

The  mountains  tremble  at  the  noise, 

The  valleys  roar,  the  deserts  quake. 
a  5  The  Lord  sits  sovereign  o'er  the  flood. 

The  Thunderer  reigns  for  ever  Kins  ; 

But  makes  his  churrh  his  blest  abode, 

Where  we  his  awful  glohes  sing. 


YOUTH  AND  OLD  AGE. 

Ill  genfler  language  there  the  Lord 
The  counsels  of  his  grace  imparts  ; 
Amid  the  raging  storm  his  word 
Speaks  peace  and  courage  to  our  heatls. 


587 


HYMN  62.  B.  2.  C.  M.  Bray 

*  God  the  Thunderer;  or,  Uie  lart  Judgmoni. 


SING  to  the  Lord,  ye  heavenly  hosts, 
And  thou.  0  earth,  adore. 
Let  death  and  hell  through  all  their  coasts 
Stand  trembling  at  his  power. 

2  HLs  sounding  chariot  shakes  the  sky, 

He  makes  the  clouds  his  throne, 

There  aH  his  stores  of  lightning  lie, 

Till  vengeance  darts  them  down. 

3  His  nostrils  breathe  out  fiery  streams, 

And  from  his  awful  tongue 
A  sovereign  voice  divides  "the  Sames, 
And  thunder  roars  along. 

4  Think,  0  my  soul,  the  dreadful  day 

^Vhen  this  incensed  God 
Shall  rend  the  sky,  and  bum  the  sea, 
And  flina  his  wrath  abroad. 
3  What  shall  the  wretch,  the  sinner  do  ; 
He  once  detied  the  Lord, 
But  he  shall  dread  the  Thunderer  now. 
And  sink  beneath  his  word. 
C  Tempests  of  angry  fire  shall  roll 
To  blast  the  rebel -worm. 
And  beat  upon  his  naked  soul 
In  one  eternal  storm. 


588. 


TOCTH  AND   OLD   AGE. 


PSALM  S.  1st  Part.  L.  M.         Tmro. 

The  Hosanna  of  the  ChUdreru 


Through  the  wide  earth  thy  name  is  syrea.i 
And  thine  eternal  glories  rise 
O'er  all  the  heavens  thy  hands  have  made. 

2  To  thee  the  voices  of  the  young 
A  monument  of  honour  raise  ; 

And  babes,  with  uninstructed  tongue, 
Declare  the  wonders  of  thy  praise. 

3  Thy  power  assists  their  tender  age 
To  bring  proud  rebpls  to  the  ground. 
To  still  The  bold  blasphemer's  rage, 
And  all  their  policies  confound. 


YOUTH  AND  OLD  AGE. 

4  Children  amidst  tliy  temple  throng 
To  see  their  great  Redeemer's  liice  ; 
The  son  of  David  is  their  song, 
And  young  hosannos  till  the  place. 

5  The  frowning  scribes  and  angry  priests 
In  vain  llieir  impious  cavils  bniiK  ; 
Revenge  siU  sdent  in  their  breasts, 
Wliile  Jewish  babes  proclaim  their  King. 

;r  QQ        PSALM  34.  2d  Part.  L.  M.  Wells. 

^^^'  Religious  Education. 

CHILDREN,  in  years  and  knowledge  young 
Your  parents'  hope,  your  parents'  joy, 
Attend  the  counsels  of  my  tongue, 
Let  pious  thoughts  your  minds  employ. 

2  If  you  desire  a  length  of  days, 

And  peace  to  crown  your  mortal  state. 
Restrain  your  feet  from  impious  ways. 
Your  hps  from  slander  ami  deceit. 

3  The  eyes  of  God  regard  his  saints, 
His  ears  are  open  to  their  cries  ; 
He  sets  his  frowning  face  against 
The  sons  of  violence  and  lies. 

p  i  To  humble  souls  and  broken  hearts 

God  with  his  grace  is  ever  nigh  ; 

Pardon  and  hope  his  love  imparts 

When  men  in  deep  contrition  lie. 
c  3  Ho  tells  their  tears,  he  counts  their  groans, 

His  Son  redeems  their  souls  from  death ; 

His  Spirit  heals  their  broken  hones, 

They  in  liis  praise  employ  their  breath. 
5Q0        i'SALM  34.  2d  Part.  C.  M.  BristcL 

ijtjyjm  Exhoriations  to  Peace  and  Holiness. 

C^OME,  children,  learn  to  fear  the  Lord  ; 
''    And  that  your  days  be  long, 
Let  no*  a  false  or  spiteful  word 
Be  found  upon  your  tongue. 

2  Depart  from  mischief,  practise  love, 

Pursue  the  works  of  peace  ; 
So  shall  the  Lord  your  ways  approve, 
And  set  your  souls  at  ease. 

3  His  eyes  awake  to  guard  the  just, 

His  ears  attend  their  cry  ; 
When  broken  spirits  dwell  in  dust 

The  God  of  grace  is  nigh. 
p  4  What  though  the  sorrows  here  they  ta?te 

Are  sharp  and  tedious  too. 
The  Lord,  who  saves  them  all  at  last, 

Is  their  supporter,  now. 


591 


YOUTH  AND  OLD  AGE. 

5  Evil  shall  smite  the  wicked  dead  ; 

But  God  secures  his  own, 
Prevents  the  mischief  when  they  slide, 
Or  heals  the  broken  bone. 

6  When  desolation  like  a  flood 

O'er  the  proud  sinner  rolls. 

Saints  find  a  refuge  in  their  God, 

For  he  redeem  d  then'  s<iuls. 

HYM>;  23.  B.  1.  2d  Part.  L.  M.   Windham 

A  ho]eful  Yovth  falling  short  of  Heaven. 

MUST  ail  the  charms  of  nature  then 
So  hopeless  to  salvation  prove  ? 
Can  hell  demfind.  can  heaven  condemn 
The  man  whom  Jesus  deigns  to  love? 
i  The  man  wlio  sought  the  ways  of  truth, 
Paid  friends  and  neighbours  all  their  due, 
(A  modest,  sober,  lovely  youth.) 
And  thought  he  wanted  nothing  now  ? 

3  But  mark  the  change  !  'bus  spake  the  Lord, 
'  Come,  part  with  eai  th  for  heaven  to-day ;' 
The  youth,  astonish'd  at  the  word, 

In  silent  sadness  went  his  way. 

4  Poor  virtues  that  he  boasted  so, 
This  test  unable  to  endure  ; 

Let  Chiist,  and  grace,  and  glory  go, 
To  make  his  land  and  money  sure !      / 

5  Ah,  foolish  choice  of  treasures  here! 
Ah,  fatal  love  of  tempting  gold  I 

Must  this  base  world  be  bought  so  dear  I 
Are  life  and  heaven  so  cheaply  sold? 

6  In  vain  the  charms  of  nature  shine, 
If  this  vile  passion  govern  me  ; 
Transform  my  soul,  O  love  divine  I 
And  make  me  part  with  all  for  thee. 

HYMN  91.  B.  1,  L.  M.  Fultoc 

Advice  to  Youth. 

NOW  in  tlie  heat  of  youthful  blood 
Remember  your  Creator  God, 
Behold,  the  months  come  hastening  on, 
When  you  shall  say,  My  joys  are  gom. 

2  Behold,  the  aged  sinner  goes, 
Laden  with  guilt  and  heavy  woes, 
Down  to  the  regions  of  the  dead, 
With  endless  curses  on  his  head. 

3  The  dust  returns  to  dust  again, 
The  soul  in  asonies  of  pain 
Ascsnds  to  God,  not  there  to  dwell. 
But  hears  her  doom,  and  sinks  to  hell. 


592 


YOUTH  AND  OLD  AGE. 

4  Eternal  Kinir,  I  fear  tliy  name, 
Teach  me  to  know  liow  fiail  I  am  : 
And  when  my  soul  must  hence  remove, 
Give  me  a  mansion  in  thy  love. 

<QQ  HYMN  89.  B.  1.  L.  M.        Warehana. 

^  *-'*-'•    Youth  and  Judgment,  Eccl.  xi.  9. 

YE  sons  of  Adam,  vain  and  young, 
Indulge  your  eyes,  indulge  your  tongue, 
Taste  the  delight  your  souls  desire, 
And  give  a  loose  to  all  your  fire : 

2  Pursue  the  pleasures  you  design, 

And  cheer  your  hearts  with  songs  and  wine, 
Enjoy  the  day  of  mirlh  ;  hut  know 
There  is  a  day  of  judgment  too. 

3  God  from  on  high  beholds  your  thoughts, 
His  book  records  your  secret  faults, 
The  works  of  darkness  you  have  done 
Must  ail  appear  before  the  sun. 

4  The  vengeance  to  your  follies  due 

Should  strike  your  hearts  with  terror  through : 
How  will  ye  stand  before  his  face. 
Or  answer  for  his  injur'd  grace? 
s  5  Almighty  God,  turn  off  their  eyes 
From  these  alluring  vanities  ; 
And  let  the  thunder  of  thy  word 
Awake  their  souls  to  fear  the  Lord. 

KQJ.  HYMN  90.  B.  1.  C.  M.  Lenox. 

«Jt7T:.  The  same. 

LO,  the  young  tribes  of  Adam  rise, 
And  through  all  nature  rove. 
Fulfil  the  wishes  of  their  eyes. 
And  taste  the  joys  they  love. 

2  They  give  a  loose  to  wild  desires. 

But  let  the  sinners  know 
The  strict  account  that  God  requires 
Of  all  the  works  they  do. 

3  The  Judge  prepares  his  throne  on  high 

The  frighted  earth  and  seas 
Avoid  the  fury  of  his  eye, 

And  flee  before  his  face. 
«  4  How  shall  I  bear  that  dreadful  day. 

And  stand  the  fiery  test? 
I  give  all  mortal  joys  away 

To  be  for  ever  blest. 
595  PSALM  90.  2d  Part.  C.  M.        Mew. 

•  Infirmities  and  Mortality  the  Effect  of  Sin. 
T  ORD,  if  thine  eyes  survey  our  faults, 
•*-'  And  justice  grow  severe, 


YOUTH  AND  OLD  AGE. 

Thy  dreadful  ^v^ath  e.vcpeda  our  thoughts, 
And  burns  beyond  our  fear. 

2  Thine  anger  turns  our  frame  to  dust ; 

By  one  offence  to  thee, 
Adam  with  all  his  sons  have  lost 
Their  immortahty. 

3  Life  like  a  vain  amusement  flies, 

A  fable  or  a  song  ; 
By  swift  degrees  our  nature  dies, 
Nor  can  our  joys  be  long. 

4  'Tis  but  a  few  whose  days  amount 

To  threescore  years  and  ten  : 
And  all  beyond  that  short  account 
Is  sorrow,  toil,  and  pain, 
s  5  [Our  vitals  with  laborious  strife 
Bear  up  the  crazy  load, 
And  drag  those  poor  remains  of  life 
Along  the  tiresome  road.] 
/  6  Almighty  God.  reveal  thy  love, 
And  not  thy  wTath  alone  ; 
0  let  our  sweet  experience  prove 
The  mercies  of  thy  throne ! 
7  Our  souls  would  learn  the  heavenly  art 
T'  improve  the  hours  we  have, 
That  we  may  act  the  wiser  part. 
And  live  beyond  the  grave. 
CQfi         PSALM  71.  1st  Part  C.  M.       Dundee 
c» *7  U .  -^.^ J  g^g^-  Saint's  Repxlion  and  Hops. 

[Y  God,  my  everlasting  hope, 
I  live  upon  thy  truth  ; 
Thine  hands  have  held  my  childhood  up, 
And  strengthen'd  all  my  youth. 

2  My  flesh  was  fashion'd  by  thy  power. 
With  all  these  limbs  of  mine  ; 

And  from  my  mother's  painful  hour 
I've  been  entirely  thine. 

3  Still  has  my  life  new  wonders  seen 
Repeated  every  year ; 

Behold  my  days  that  yet  remain, 
I  trust  them  to  thy  care. 

4  Cast  me  not  off  when  strength  declines, 
When  hoary  hairs  arise  : 

And  round  me  let  thy  glorj-  sliine 

whene'er  thy  servant  dies. 
Tlien  in  the  history  of  my  age, 

When  men  review  my  days, 
They'll  read  thy  love  in  everj-  page, 

In  every  tine  thy  praise.    , 


M^ 


G^ 


FAST  DAYS. 
•TQ'y         PSALM  71.  3d  Part.  C.  M.  York. 

KfiJ  4  •  y^g  Qg^  Christian's  Prayer  and  Song. 
i^OD  of  my  childhood  and  my  youth, 
"  The  guide  of  all  my  days, 
I  have  deciar'd  thy  heavenly  truth, 
And  told  thy  wondrous  ways. 
p  2  Wilt  thou  forsake  my  hoary  hairs, 
And  leave  my  fainting  heart ; 
who  shall  sustain  my  sinking  years 
If  Gk)d,  my  strength,  depart? 
S  Let  me  thy  power  and  truth  proclaim 
To  the  suniving  age, 
And  leave  a  savour  of  thy  name 
When  I  shall  quit  the  stage. 

4  The  land  of  silence  and  of  death 

Attends  my  ne.xt  remove  ;  ^ 
0  may  these  ix)or  remains  of  breath 
Teach  the  wide  world  thy  love  I 

PAUSE.  Bansor. 

5  Thy  nghteousness  is  deep  and  high, 

Unsearchable  thy  deeds ; 
Thy  glory  spreads  beyond  the  sky, 
And  all  my  praise  e.Kceeds. 

6  Oft  have  I  heard  thy  threatenings  roar, 

And  oft  endur'd  the  grief, 
But  when  thy  hand  has  rarest  me  sore. 
Thy  grace  was  my  relief. 

7  By  long  experience  have  I  known 

Thy  sovereign  power  to  save  ; 
At  thy  command  I  venture  down 

Securely  to  the  grave. 
:  8  When  I  lie  buried  in  the  dust, 

My  flesh  shall  be  thy  care  : 
These  \vitheringUmbs  with  thee  I  trust 

To  raise  them  strong  and  fair. 


FAST  AND  THANKSGIVING  DAYSj  &C. 


598 


PSALM  10.  C.  M.  Overton 

Prayer  heard,  and  Saints  saved. 

WHY  doth  the  Lord  stand  ott  so  far, 
And  why  conceal  his  face  ; 
AVhen  great  calamities  appear, 
And  times  of  deep  distress? 
2  Lord,  shall  the  wicked  still  deride 
Thy  justice  and  thy  power? 
Shall  they  advance  their  heads  in  pride, 
And  still  thy  sainls  devour? 


FAST  DAYS. 

They  put  thy  judgments  from  their  sight, 

And  ihen  insult  the  poor ; 
They  boEist  in  their  exalted  height 
That  they  shall  full  no  more. 
4  Arise,  0  God,  lift  up  thine  hand, 
ale  cry  ; 


599 


Attend  our  liuinbli 
No  enemy  shall  dare  to  stand 
When  God  ascends  on  high. 

PSALM  J 2.  C.  M.  Cambridge. 

ComplairU  of  a  genral  Corruption  of  Mannert^ 

HELP,  Lord,  for  men  of  virtue  fail. 
Religion  loses  ground  ; 
The  sons  of  violence  prevail, 
And  treacheries  abound. 

2  Their  oaths  and  promises  they  break, 

Yet  act  the  flatterer's  part ; 
With  fair  deceitful  lips  they  speak, 
And  with  a  double  heart. 

3  If  we  reprove  some  hateful  lie. 

How  is  their  fury  stirr'd  ! 
'  Are  not  our  lips  our  own,'  they  cry; 
'  And  w  ho  shall  be  our  Lord  V 
i  Scoffers  appear  on  every  side. 
Where  a  vile  race  of  men 
Is  rais'd  to  seats  of  power  and  pride. 
And  bear  the  swoni  in  vain. 
fiOO  PSALM  12.  L.  M.  Ishngloii. 

\J\jyj*  j-^^g  Sai/u's  Sajay  and  Hope  in  ml  Timis. 

LORD,  if  thou  dost  not  soon  appear, 
Virtue  and  truth  will  fiee  away  ; 
A  faithful  man  amongst  us  here 
Will  scarce  be  found,  if  thou  delay. 

2  The  whole  discourse  when  neighbours  meet 
Is  fill'd  with  trifles  loose  and  vain  ; 

Their  lips  are  flattery  and  deceit, 
And  their  proud  language  is  profane. 

3  But  lips,  that  with  deceit  abound, 
Shall  not  maintain  their  triumph  long  ; 
The  God  of  vengeance  will  confound 
The  flattering  and  blaspheming  tongue. 

4  '  Yet  sliall  our  words  be  free,'  they  cry  ; 

'  Our  tongues  shall  be  controU'd  by  none 
'  Where  is  the  Lord  will  ask  us  why? 
'  Or  say,  our  lips  are  not  our  own  ?' 
&  The  Lord,  who  sees  the  poor  opprest, 
And  liears  the  oppressor's  haughty  strain, 
Will  rise  to  give  his  children  rest. 
Nor  shall  they  trust  his  word  in  vain. 


FAST  DAYS. 

6  Thy  word,  O  Lord,  though  often  tried, 
Void  of  deceit  shall  still  appear  ; 

Not  silver,  seven  times  purified 

From  dross  and  mi.Kture,  shines  so  clear. 

7  Thy  grace  shall  in  the  darkest  hour 
Defend  the  holy  soul  from  harm  ; 
Though  when  the  vilest  men  have  power 
On  every  side  will  sinners  swarm. 

flOl  PSALM  60.  C.  M.  Rochester. 

^'-'-'-  •  Humiliation  for  Disappointments  in  War. 

LORD,  hast  thou  cast  the  nation  off? 
Must  we  for  ever  mourn  ? 
Wilt  thou  indulge  immortal  wrath? 
Shall  mercy  ne'er  return  ? 

2  The  terror  of  one  frown  of  thine 

Melts  all  our  strength  away  ; 
Like  men  that  totter,  drunk  with  wine, 
We  tremble  in  dismay. 

3  Our  country  shakes  beneath  thy  stroke, 

And  dreads  thy  ihrealening  hand  ; 
0  heal  the  people  thou  hasi  broke, 
Confirm  the  wavering  land. 

4  Lift  up  a  banner  in  the  field, 

For  those  that  fear  thy  name  ; 
Save  thy  beloved  with  thy  shield. 
And  put  our  foes  to  shame. 

5  Go  with  our  armies  to  the  fight, 

Like  a  confederate  God  ; 
In  vain  confederate  powers  unite 
Against  thy  lifted  rod. 

6  Our  troops  shal'.  gain  a  wide  renown, 

By  thine  assisting  hand  ; 
'Tis  God  tliat  treads  the  mighty  down, 
And  makes  the  feeble  srand. 
602  PSALM  20.  L.  M.  Blendon, 


N 


For  a  Day  of  Prayer  in  Urns  of  War. 
OW  may  the  God  of  power  and  grace 


Attend  his  people's  humble  cry 
Jehovah  hears,  when  Israel  prays. 
And  brings  deliverance  from  on  high. 
2  The  name  of  Jacob's  God  defends 
Better  than  shields  or  brazen  walls  ; 
He  from  his  sanctuary  sends 
Succour  and  strength,  when  Zion  call, 
TP  3  Well  he  remembers  all  our  sighs, 
His  love  exceeds  our  best  deserts  ; 
His  love  accepts  the  sacrifice 
Of  humble  groans  and  broken  hearts. 


THANKSGR'IXG. 

4  In  liis  salvation  is  our  hope, 
And,  in  the  name  of  Israel's  God, 
Our  troops  shall  lift  their  banners  uji. 
Our  na\ies  spread  their  flags  abroad. 

5  Some  trust  in  horses  train'd  for  war, 
And  some  of  chariots  make  theii"  boasts  ; 
Our  surest  expectations  are 

From  thee,  the  Lord  of  heavenly  hosts. 
/  6  [0  !  may  the  memory  of  thy  name 
Inspire  our  armies  for  the  fight ! 
Oiu"  foes  shall  fall  and  die  \\ith  shame, 
Or  Quit  the  field  with  shameful  flight.] 
7  Now  save  us.  Lord,  from  slansh  fear ; 
Now  let  our  hope  be  firm  and  strong, 
Till  thy  salvation  shall  appear, 
And  joy  and  triumph  raise  the  song. 

fi()Q         HYMN  30.  B.  1.  L.  M.    Angels' Hymn. 
^^*-'*  Prayer/or  Deliverance  aiiswend. 

IN  thine  own  ways,  0  God  of  lo\'e, 
We  wait  the  visits  of  thy  grace, 
Our  souls'  desire  is  to  thy  name, 
And  the  remembrance  of  thy  face. 

2  JMy  thoughts  are  searching.  Lord,  for  thee. 
'Mongst  the  black  shades  of  lonesome  night; 
My  earnest  cries  salute  the  skies. 

Before  the  dawn  restores  the  light. 

3  Look,  how  rebelhous  men  deride 
The  tender  patience  of  my  God : 
But  they  shall  see  thy  lifted  hand. 
And  feel  the  scourges  of  ihy  rod. 

s  i  Hark,  the  Eternal  rends  the  sky, 
A  mighty  voice  before  him  goes, 
A  voice  of  music  to  his  friends, 
But  threatening  thunder  to  his  foes. 

p  5  Come,  children,  to  your  fathers  arms. 
Hide  in  the  chambers  of  my  grace. 
Till  the  fierce  storms  be  overblown, 
And  my  revenging  fury  cease. 

I  6  My  sword  shall  boast  its  thousands  slain. 
And  drink  the  blood  of  haushty  kings. 
While  heavenly  peace  around  my  flock 
Stretches  its  soft  and  shady  wings. 

f\()4-  HYIMN  1.  B.  2.  L.  M.      Old  Hundred. 

^^"^*         A  Song  o:'  Praise  to  God. 

NATURE,  with  all  her  powers,  shall  sir.-. 
God  the  Creator  and  th^  King; 
Nor  air,  nor  earth,  nor  skies,  nor  seas, 
Deny  the  tribute  of  their  praise. 


THANKSGIVING. 

2  [Begin  to  make  his  glories  itnown, 
Ye  seraphs  that  sit  near  liis  tlirone  ; 

Tune  your  harps  high,  and  spread  the  sound 
To  the  creation's  utmost  huund. 

3  AU  mortal  things  of  meaner  frame, 
Exert  your  force,  and  own  his  name ; 
Whilst  with  our  souls  and  with  our  voice 
"We  sing  his  honours  and  our  joys.] 

4  [To  him  he  sacred  all  we  have, 
From  the  young  cradle  to  the  grave : 
Oar  lips  shall  his  loud  wonders  tell, 
And  every  word  a  miracle.] 

5  [This  western  clime,  our  native  land, 
Lies  safe  in  the  Almighty's  hand : 
Our  foes  of  victory  dream  in  vain, 
And  wear  the  captivating  chain.] 

s  6  Raise  monumental  praises  high 

To  him  that  thunders  through  the  sky, 
And  with  an  awful  nod  or  frown, 
Shakes  an  aspiring  tyrant  down. 
7  [Pillars  of  lasting  brass  proclaim 
The  triumphs  of  th'  Eternal  Name  : 
While  trembling  nations  read  from  far 
The  honours  ot  the  God  of  war.] 

fl  8  Thus  let  our  flaming  zeal  employ, 

Our  loftiest  thoughts  and  loudest  songs  ; 
Let  there  be  sung,  with  wannest  joy, 
Hosanna  from  ten  thousand  tongues. 

9  Yet,  mighty  God,  our  feeble  frame 
Attempts  in  vain  to  reach  thy  name  ; 
The  strongest  notes  that  angels  raise 
p     Faint  in  the  worship  and  the  praise. 


605 


PSALM  144.  3d  Part.  L.  M.        ShoeL 
Grace  above  Riches ;  or,  the  Happy  NaiioTi. 

HAPPY  the  city,  where  their  sons 
Like  pillars  round  a  palace  set, 
And  daughters,  bright  as  polish'd  stones, 
Give  strength  and  beauty  to  the  state. 

2  Happy  the  country,  where  the  sheep, 
Cattle,  and  corn,  have  large  increase  ; 
Where  men  securely  work  or  sleep, 
Nor  sons  of  plunder  break  their  peace. 

3  Happy  the  nation  thus  endow'd. 
But  more  divinely  blest  are  those 
On  whom  the  all-sufficient  God 
Himself  with  all  his  grace  bestows. 


THANKSGIVING. 
ftfifi  PSALM  67   C.  M.  Winter. 

^"^*  The  Nation's  Prosperity  arid  the  Church' t 
Inert  ase. 

SHINE,  mighty  God,  on  triis  our  land, 
M'ith  beams  of  heavenly  grace  ; 
Reveal  thy  power  through  all  our  coasts, 
And  show  thy  smiling  lace. 

2  [Amidst  our  States  exaiied  high. 

Do  thou  our  glory  stand, 
And  like  a  wall  of  guardian  5re 
Surround  the  favour'd  land  ] 

3  When  shall  thy  name,  from  shore  to  shore, 

Sound  all  the  earth  abroad, 
And  distant  nations  know  and  love 
Their  Saviour  and  their  God? 
fli  Sing  to  the  Lord,  ye  distant  lands, 
Sing  loud  with  solemn  voice : 
Let  every  tongue  exalt  his  praise, 
And  every  heart  rejoice. 

5  He,  the  great  Lord,  the  sovereign  Judge, 

That  sits  enthron'd  above, 
Wisely  commands  the  worlds  he  made 
Injustice  and  in  love. 

6  Earth  shall  obey  her  Maker's  will, 

And  yield  a  full  increase  ,• 
Our  God  will  crown  his  chosen  land 
With  fnutfulness  and  peace. 
/  7  God  the  Redeemer  scatters  round 
His  choicest  favours  here. 
While  the  creation's  utmost  bound 
Shall  see,  adore,  and  fear. 
f»OT    PS^'-^I  !""•  L^st  Part  L.  M.  Monmouti, 
"^  •  •       Nations  blest  and  punishid. 

WHEN  God,provok'd  with  daring  crimes. 
Scourges  the  madness  of  the  times, 
He  turns  their  fields  to  barren  sand, 
And  dries  the  rivers  IVom  the  land. 

2  His  word  can  raise  the  springs  again. 
And  make  the  witherd  mountains  green, 
Send  showery  bles?ings  from  the  skies, 
And  harvests  in  the  desert  rise. 

3  [Where  nothing  dwilt  hut  beasts  of  prey. 
Or  men  as  fierce  and  wild  as  they ; 

He  bills  th'  opprest  and  poor  repair, 
And  builds  them  towns  and  cities  there. 

4  They  sow  the  fields,  and  trees  they  plant. 
Whose  yearly  fruit  supplies  their  want: 
Their  race  grows  up  from  fruitful  stocks, 
Their  wealth  increases  with  their  flocks. 


THANKSGIVING. 

5  Thus  they  are  blest ;  but  if  they  sin, 

He  lets  the  heathen  nations  in, 

A  8avag;e  crew  invades  their  lands, 

Their  rulers  die  by  barbarous  hands. 
V  6  Their  captive  sons,  expos'd  to  scorn, 

Wander  unpitied  and  forlorn  ; 

The  country  lies  unfanc'd,  untill'd, 

And  desolation  spreads  the  field. 
p  7  Yet  if  the  humbled  nation  mourns, 

Again  his  dreadful  hand  he  turns  ; 

Again  he  makes  the  cities  thrive, 

And  bids  the  dying  churches  live.] 
/  8  The  righteous,  with  a  joyful  sense. 

Admire  the  works  of  Providence  ; 

And  tongues  of  atheists  shall  no  more 

Blaspheme  the  God  that  saints  adore. 
9  How  few,  with  pious  care,  record 

These  wondrous  dealings  of  the  Lord! 

But  wise  observers  still  shall  find 

The  Lord  is  holy,  just,  and  kind. 

XJAQ  HYMN  111.  B.  2.  C.  M.      Braintree. 

^^^*  Thanksgiving  for  Victory;  or,  God's  DominUm. 

ZION  rejoice,  and  Judali  sing  ; 
The  Lord  assumes  his  throne  ; 
Come  let  us  own  the  heavenly  King, 
And  make  his  glories  known. 

2  The  great,  the  wicked,  and  the  proud 

From  their  high  seats  are  hurl'd  ; 
Jehovah  rides  upon  a  cloud. 
And  thunders  through  the  world. 

3  He  reigns  upon  th'  eternal  hills, 

Distributes  mortal  crowns. 
Empires  are  fi.v'd  beneath  his  smiles, 
And  totter  at  his  frowns. 

4  Navies  that  rule  the  ocean  wide 

Are  vanquish'd  by  his  breath  ; 
And  legions  arm'd  with  power  and  pride 
Descend  to  watery  death. 

5  Let  tyrants  make  no  more  pretence 

To  vex  our  happy  land  ; 
Jehovah's  name  is  our  defence. 
Our  buckler  is  his  hand. 
fiOQ         PSALM  18.  1st  Part.  C.  M.      Arundel 
^*^*  Victory  and  Triumph  over  temportil  Enemies. 
TA/'E  love  thee,  Lord,  and  w^e  adore, 
'•    Now  is  thine  arm  reveal'd  ; 
Thou  art  our  strength,  ou-  heavenly  tower. 
Our  bulwark  and  oiu  shield. 


THANKSGIVING, 

/  2  We  fly  to  our  eternal  rock, 
And  find  a  sure  defence  ; 
His  holy  name  our  lips  invoke. 
And  draw  salvation  thence. 
s  3  When  God,  our  leader,  shines  in  arms 
What  mortal  heart  can  bear 
The  thunder  of  his  loud  alarms? 
The  lightning  of  his  spear  ? 
/  4  He  rides  upon  the  winged  wind, 
And  angels  in  array 
In  millions  wait  to  know  bis  mind, 
And  swift  as  frames  obey. 
s  5  He  speaks,  and  at  his  fierce  rebuke 
Whole  armies  are  dismay'd  ; 
His  voice,  his  frown,  his  angry  look. 
Strikes  alJ  their  courage  dead. 

6  He  forms  our  generals  for  the  field, 

With  all  their  dreadful  skill ; 
Gives  them  his  awful  sword  to  wield, 
And  makes  their  hearts  of  steel. 

7  [He  arms  our  captains  to  the  fight, 

Though  there  his  name's  forgot : 
He  girded  Cyrus  with  his  migiit, 
But  Cyrus  knew  him  not 

8  Oft  has  the  Lord  whole  nations  blest 

For  his  own  church's  sake : 
The  powers  that  give  his  people  rest 

Shall  of  his  care  partake.] 
aif)         PSAL:\I  is.  2d  Part.  C.  M.         Fictoi*; 
\J±\J»  The  Conqueror's  Song.  J  ,■ 

TO  thine  almighty  arm  we  owe 
The  triumphs  of  the  day  ; 
Thy  terrors.  Lord,  confi)und  the  foe. 
And  melt  their  strength  away. 

2  'Tis  by  thine  aid  our  troops  prevail, 

And  break  united  powers, 
Or  burn  their  boasted  fleets,  or  scaltf 
The  proudest  of  their  towers. 

3  How  have  we  chas'd  them  through  the  field. 

And  trod  them  to  the  ground, 
While  thy  salvation  was  our  shield, 
But  they  no  shelter  found ! 

4  In  vain  to  idul -saints  they  cry, 

And  perish  in  their  blood  ; 
Where  is  a  rock  so  great,  so  high. 
So  powerful  as  our  Godi 

5  The  rock  of  Israel  ever  lives, 

His  name  be  ever  blest ; 
'Tis  his  own  arm  the  victory  gives, 
And  gives  his  people  rest 


RESURRECTION. 

AVTiere  is  the  man  that  draws  his  breath 
Safe  from  disease,  secure  from  death  ? 

2  liord,  whiile  we  see  whole  nations  die. 
Our  flesh  and  sense  repine  and  cry, 

'  Must  death  for  ever  rage  and  reign  ? 
'  Or  hast  thou  made  mankind  in  vain? 

3  '  Where  is  thy  promise  to  the  just  ? 

'  Are  not  thy  servants  turn'd  to  dust?' 
But  faith  forbids  th«se  mournful  sighs, 
And  sees  the  sleeping  dust  arise. 
<  .4  That  glorious  hour,  that  dreadful  day. 
Wipes  the  reproach  of  saints  away, 
And  clears  the  honours  of  thy  word  : 
Awake,  our  souls,  and  bless  the  Lord. 
flT2  P»AL:M  89.  L.  P.  M.         St.  Helen'a 

"»  <^*  Life,  Dea!h,  and  the  Resurrection. 

THINK,  mighty  God,  on  feeble  man, 
How  lew  his  hours,  how  short  his  span  I 

Short  from  the  cradle  to  the  grave : 
Who  can  secure  his  vital  breath 
Against  the  bold  demands  of  death. 

With  skill  to  fly,  or  power  to  save? 
2  Lord,  shall  it  he  for  ever  said, 
'  The  race  of  man  was  only  made 

'  Fur  sickness,  sorrow,  and  the  dust?' 
Are  not  thy  servants,  day  bv  day. 
Sent  to  tlieir  graves,  and  turn'd  to  clay? 

Lord,  where's  thy  kindness  to  the  just 
Hast  thou  not  prpmis'd  to  thy  Son 
And  all  his  seed  a  heavenly  crown? 

But  flesh  and  sense  indulge  despair : 
For  ever  blessed  be  the  Lord, 
That  faith  can  read  his  holy  word. 

And  find  a  resurrection  there. 

4  For  ever  blessed  be  the  Lord, 
Who  gives  his  saints  a  long  reward 

For  all  their  toil,  reproach,  and  pain  ; 
Let  all  below  and  all  above 
Join  to  proclaim  thy  wondrous  love. 
And  each  repeat  a  loud  Amen. 
CVJcy         PSALM  18.  3d  Part.  L.  M.      Islington. 
^  ♦  '^'Courage  in  Death,  and  Hope  of  the  Resurrea'm. 
TIT'HEN  God  is  nigh,  my  faith  is  strong  ; 
^^    His  arm  is  my  almighty  prop  ; 
/     Be  glad,  my  heart ;  rejoice,  my  tongue. 
My  dying  flesh  shall  rest  in  h'ope. 
2  Though  in  the  dust  I  lay  my  head. 
Yet,  gracious  God,  thou  wilt  not  leave 
25 


DEATH  AND  THE  RESURRECTION. 

My  soul  for  ever  with  the  dead, 
Nor  lose  ihy  children  in  the  grave. 

My  flesh  shall  thy  firet  call  obey, 
Shake  ott  the  dust,  and  rise  on  high  ; 
Then  shall  thou  lead  the  womjrous  way 
Up  to  thy  throne  above  the  sky. 
There  streams  of  endless  pleasure  flow  ; 
And  full  discoveries  of  thy  grace 
(Which  we  but  tasted  here  below) 
Spread  heavenly  joys  through  all  the  place. 


6T4. 


HYMN  110.  B.  2.  S.  M.       A.vle?>.^-» 

TriumpMng  over  Death  in  Hope  of  !he 
Recurrcctio/i. 


p       AND  mu.st  this  body  die? 
-^*-  This  mortal  frame  decay? 
And  must  these  active  limbs  of  mine 
Lie  mould'ring  in  the  clay? 
p  2     Corruption,  earth,  and  worms, 
Shall  but  refine  this  flesh, 
Till  my  triumphant  spirit  comes 
To  put  it  on  afresh. 

3  God,  my  Redeemer,  lives, 
And  oiien,  from  the  skies, 

Looks  down  and  watches  all  my  dust, 
Till  he  shall  hid  it  rise. 

4  Array 'd  in  glorious  grace 
Shall  these  vile  bodies  shine, 

And  every  shape,  and  every  face, 
Look  heavenly  and  divine. 

/  5     These  lively  hopes  we  owe 
To  Jesus'  dying  love  ; 
We  would  adore  riis  grace  below, 
And  sing  his  power  above. 
6     Dear  Lord,  accept  the  praise 
Of  these  our  humble  songs, 
I      Till  tunes  of  nobler  sound  Ave  raise 
With  our  immortal  tongues. 


675 


HYMN  102.  B.  2.  L.  M.  Dresden 

A  happy  Resurrection. 

NO,  I'll  repine  at  death  no  more, 
But  with  a  cheerful  gasp  resign 
To  the  cold  dungeon  of  the  grave 
These  dying,  withering  hmbs  of  mine. 


p  2  Let  worms  devour  m  v  wasting  flesh. 
And  crumble  all  my  bones  to  dust. 
My  God  shall  raise  my  frame  anew 
At  the  revival  of  the  just. 


DAY  OF  JUDGMENT. 

/  3  Break,  sacred  morning,  throush  the  skies, 
Bring  that  delightful,  dreadful  day  ; 
Cut  short  the  hours,  dear  Lord,  and  come, 
Thy  lingering  wheels,  how  long  they  stay  I 

V  4  [Our  weary  spirits  faint  to  see 
The  light  of  thy  returning  face. 
And  hear  the  language  of  those  lips 
Where  God  has  shed  ins  richest  grace.] 

/  5  [Haste,  then,  upon  the  wings  of  love, 
Rouse  all  the  pious  sleeping  clay. 
That  we  may  join  in  heavenly  joys, 
And  sing  the  triumph  of  the  day.] 


676. 


DAY  OF  JUDGMENT. 

HYMN  65.  B.  1.  L.  M.     Winchelsea. 
The  World  become  the  Kingdom  of  our  Lord. 

LET  the  seventh  angel  sound  on  high, 
Let  shouts  be  heard  through  all  the  sky ; 
Kings  of  the  earth,  with  glad  accord, 
Give  up  your  kingdoms  to  the  Lord. 

2  Almighty  God.  thy  power  assume, 
Who  wast,  and  art,  and  art  to  come  : 
Jesus,  the  Lamb,  who  once  was  slain. 
For  ever  hve,  for  ever  reign. 

3  The  angry  nations  fret  and  roar, 

That  they  can  skiy  the  saints  no  more  ; 
On  wings  of  vengeance  flies  our  God 
To  pay  the  long  arrears  of  blood. 

4  Now  must  the  rising  dead  appear. 
Now  the  decisive  sentence  hear ; 
Now  the  dear  martyrs  of  the  Lord 
Receive  an  infinite  reward. 

PSALM  97.  1st  Part.  L.  M.    Ola  Hnndrei 
Christ  reigning  in  Heaver^,  and  coming  to 
Judgment. 

HE  reigns  ;  the  Lord,  the  Saviour  reigns  ; 
Praise  him  in  evangelic  strains  ; 
Let  the  whole  earth  in  songs  rejoice, 
And  distant  islands  join  their  voice. 

2  Deep  are  his  counsels,  and  unknown  ; 
But  grace  and  truth  support  his  throne : 
Though  gloomy  clouds  his  way  surround, 
Justice  is  their  eternal  ground. 

3  In  robes  of  judgment,  lo!  he  comes. 

Shakes  the  wide  earth,  and  cleaves  tbc  tombs  , 


677 


DAY  OF  JUDGMENT. 

Before  him  burns  devouring  fire, 
The  mountains  melt,  the  seas  retire. 
4  His  enemies,  with  sore  dismarr 
/    Fly  from  the  sigiit,  and  shun  the  dav : 
Then  lift  your  heads,  ye  saints,  on  high. 
And  sing,  for  your  redemption's  nigJi. 
(^yO         HYMN  107.  B.  2.  C.  M.         Wood 'and. 
\J  4  <D»  jfjg  gj-erlasling  Absence  of  God  titoleraiU. 

THAT  awful  day  will  surely  come, 
Th'  appointed  hour  makes  haste, 
When  I  must  stand  before  my  Judge, 
And  pass  the  solemn  test. 
2  Thou  lovely  chief  of  all  my  joys, 
Thou  sovereign  of  my  heart, 
How  could  I  bear  to  hear  thy  voice 
Pronounce  the  sound.  Depart! 
a  3  [Tlie  thunder  of  that  dismal  word 
Would  so  torment  my  ear, 
'Twould  tear  my  soul  asunder,  Lord, 
With  most  tornientinff  fear.] 
4  [What !  to  be  banish'd  from  my  life, 
And  yet  forbid  to  die  I 
To  linger  in  eternal  pain, 
Yet  death  for  ever  fly ! 
J)  5  0  ■wretched  state  of  deep  despair," 
To  see  my  God  remove, 
And  fix  my  doleful  station  where 
I  must  not  taste  his  love ! 

6  Jesus,  I  throw  my  arms  around, 

And  hang  upon  thy  breast ; 
Without  a  gracious  smile  from  thee 
My  spirit  cannot  rest. 

7  0  tell  me  that  my  worthless  name 

Is  graven  on  thy  hands  ; 
Show  me  some  promise  in  thy  book 
Where  my  salvation  stands ! 

8  Give  me  one  kind  assuring  word 

To  sink  my  fears  again  ; 
And  cheerfully  my  soul  shall  wait 

Her  threescore  years  and  ten.] 
fiTQ         P3AL:M  9.  1st  Pan.  C.  M.  Fray 

\J  t  %J»  ii-j-arh  and  Mercy  from  the  Jndgment  SmL 

WITH  my  whole  heart  Ml  raise  my  song, 
Thy  wonders  I'll  proclaim  ; 
Thou,  sovereign  Judge  of  right  and  wTong, 
Wilt  put  my  foes  to  shame. 
2  I'll  sine  thy  majesty  and  grace  ; 
My  God  prepares  his  tiurooe 


680 


DAY  OF  JUDGMENT. 

To  judge  tlie  world  in  righteousness, 
And  make  his  vengeance  known. 

3  rhen  shall  the  Lord  a  refuge  prove 

For  all  the  ;)oor  opprest, 
To  save  the  people  of  his  love, 
And  give  the  weary  rest. 

4  r  le  men  that  know  thy  name  will  truat 

[n  thy  abundant  prace ; 
Pvjr  thou  hast  ne'er  forsonlc  the  just. 
Who  humbly  seek  thy  face. 

5  Sing  praises  to  the  righteous  Lord, 

Who  dwells  on  Ziun's  hill, 
W  ho  executes  his  threatening  word, 
And  doth  his  grace  fulfil. 

HYMN  45.  B.  1.  C.  M.  Arunael 

The  last  Judgment. 
^EE,  where  the  great  incarnate  God 
1^  Fills  a  majestic  throne, 
While  from  the  skies  his  awful  voice 
Bears  the  last  judgment  down. 

2  r  I  am  the  First  and  I  the  Last, 

'  Through  endless  years  ti)e  same  ; 
I  AM  is  my  memorial  still, 
'  And  my  eternal  name. 

3  '  Such  favours  as  a  God  can  give 

'  My  royal  grace  bestows  ; 
'  Ye  thirsty  souls,  come  taste  the  streama 
'  Where  life  and  pleasure  flows.] 

4  I'  The  saint  that  triumphs  o'er  hia  sins, 

'I'll  own  him  for  a  son, 
'  rh.^  whole  creation  shall  rewaid 
'  The  conquests  he  has  won. 

5  '  But  bloody  hands,  and  hearts  unclean, 

'  And  all  the  lying  race, 
'  The  fait4iles3  and  the  scoffing  crew, 
'  That  spurn  at  offer'd  grace  ; 

6  '  rhey  shall  be  taken  from  my  sight, 

'  Bound  fast  in  iron  chains, 
'  And  headlong  plung'd  into  the  lake 
'  AVhere  fire  and  darkness  reigns.'] 

7  0  may  I  stand  before  the  Lamb, 

When  earth  and  seas  are  fled ! 
And  hear  the  Judge  pronounce  my  name 
With  blessings  on  my  head ! 

8  IMay  I  with  those  for  ever  dwell 

Who  here  were  my  delight, 
While  smners,  banish'd  down  to  hell, 
No  more  oifend  my  sight. 


DAY  OF  JUDGMENT. 

/>Q  1  PSALM  50.  1st  Part.  C.  M.       London. 

^^^J-  •  -pfff  Ij2si  Judgment ;  or,  the  Saints  reuardcd. 
fl      rflHE  Lord,  the  Judge,  btfore  his  throne 
A   Bids  the  whole  earth  draw  nigh. 
The  nations  near  the  risiiiij  sun, 
And  near  the  wtsterii  sky. 
i  No  more  shall  bold  hlasphemora  say, 
'  Juilpmcnt  will  ne'er  tjepin  ;' 
No  more  abuse  his  lon^  dclaj 
To  impudence  and  sin. 
t  3  Thron'd  on  a  clnud  our  God  shall  come, 
Bright  tlarnes  prepare  his  way, 
Thunder  and  darkness,  tire  and  &torm, 
Lead  on  tl>e  dreadful  day. 

4  Heaven  from  al>ove  his  call  shall  hear, 

Alti-ndiiis  ;ineeU  come. 
And  earth  and  hell  shall  know,  and  fear 
His  ju*tii-e  an<l  their  doom. 

5  '  But  gath.r  all  my  wiints,'  he  cries, 

'  "\V"h(*e  pe;iCe  is  made  With  God 
'By  the  Kedten.er's  sacrilice, 
'  And  seal'd  it  with  his  blood. 

6  '  Their  faitli  and  works  brought  forth  to  light, 

'  Shall  UKike  the  world  confess 

'  My  sentence  of  reward  is  right, 

'  And  heaven  adore  my  grace.' 

P3ALM  50.  3d  Part.  C.  M.      St.  Ann'i 
The  Judgment  of  hyjnerUea. 

WHE.N  Christ  to  judgment  shall  deicend, 
And  saints  summnd  iheir  Lord, 
He  calls  the  nations  to  attend, 
And  hear  his  awful  word. 

2  '  Not  lor  tlie  want  of  bullo<!k8  slain 
'  Will  I  tiie  world  reprove  ; 

'  Altars  and  riles  and  fonna  arc  vain, 
'  Without  the  fire  of  love. 

3  •  And  what  have  hsrporritea  to  do 
'  To  bring  their  sacrifice  ? 

'  They  call  my  statutes  just  and  true, 
'  But  deal  in  thetl  and  hea. 

4  '  Could  you  expect  to  's<-ape  my  sight, 
'  And  sin  without  control? 

'But  I  shall  bnng  your  crimes  to  light, 
'  With  angutsb  in  your  soul.' 

5  Consider        •'    •    '    '•  i he  Lord, 
Befon  •  ,r; 

If  once  :  his  sword, 

There  a  .., ;  .iiere. 


682 


DAY  OF  JUnGMENT. 
f^QO  PSAL:\I  50.  Acceptance 

UOO  .  T^eL^3t  Judgment. 

THH  Lord,  U»o  Sovereign.  wmkIs  his  summons  fortli, 
Calls  the  soiitli  nations,  and  awakes  the  north  , 

From  east  to  west  the  sounuiiiff  ordorH  si)read 

Thriiugh  distnnf  worlds  and  n  prions  of  tin-  dead  ; 

No  moic  shall  atlici^ts  mock  hia  lonL'  di  lay  ; 

His  vongcant-e  skcc"  "o  mure  :  Lt'liold  the  day  I 
•2  Behold,  the  Judt'p  di'sconds  ;  his  g^mids  arc  nijli ! 

Tempwt  and  fire  attend  him  down  the  sky  : 

Hcuvon,  earth,  and  hull  draw  near;  let  uU  tiuM^^s 
cunio 

To  hear  his  justirc,  and  the  sinner's  doom  ; 

'  liut  gather  tir^it  my  saints,'  (the  Judpe  commands,) 

'  Bring  them,  ye  angels,  t'rum  their  distant  lands. 
S  '  Behold,  my  covenant  stands  for  ever  good, 

'Se.'il'd  by  th'  eternal  suoriiie^'  inhlooil, 

'And  sigii'd  witlt  all  their  names:  tlie  Greek,  xim 
Jew, 

'  That  |>aid  the  ancient  worship  or  the  new : 

'  There's  no  dwtnictioa  heru  :    come,  spread  the;; 
thrones, 

'  And  near  mo  seat  my  favourites  and  my  sons. 
<  '  I,  their  Almighty  Saviour  and  their  God, 

'  I  am  their  judge; :  ye  lieavens.  proclaim  abroad 

'  My  just  eternal  sentence,  and  declare 

'Those  awtbl  truths  that  sinners  dread  to  hear : 

'  Sinnois  in  Zion,  trenihio  and  retire  ; 

'  I  doom  the  painted  liytxjcrite  to  tire. 

5  'Siientl  waited  with  long-sutierin?  love, 

'But  didst  thou  ho|>e  that  I  should  ne'er  reprove? 
I  And  cherish  sucli  an  impious  tiiought  within, 
I  That  Gud  the  righteous  would  indulge  thy  sin? 
'  Behold  my  terrors  now  :  my  i  bunders  roll, 
'  And  tiiy  own  crimes  affright  thy  guilty  soul.' 

6  Sinners,  awake  l)eUme3  ;  ye  f  wis,  be  wise  ; 
Awake,  before  this  dreadful  morning  rise  ; 

Change   your  vaiu  thou/;hts,    your  crooked  woiks 
amend, 

Fly  to  the  Saviour,  make  the  judge  your  friend  ; 

Lest  like  a  lion  his  last  vengeance  tear 

Your  trembling  soul.^,  and  no  deliv'rer  near. 
fitt4  PSAL.M  50.  lO's.  Judgment. 

\f^^  .  j.^  ^^  Judgmem. 

npHl^  God  of  Glory  semis  his  summons  forth, 
_^   Calls  the  south  nations,  and  awakes  the  north  ; 
From  east  to  w.at  the  sovereign  orders  spread 
I  hroiigh  distant  worlds  i-nd  regions  of  the  dead  : 
1  he  tiumpet  sounds  ;  hell  trembles !  heaven  rejoices 
Uit  up  your  heads,  ye  saints,  with  chonifiU  voices 


HELL  AND  HEAVEN. 

2  No  more  shall  atheists  mock  bis  long  delay  ; 
His  vengeance  sleeps  no  more  ;  behold  the  day ; 
Behold,  the  judee  descends  ;  his  guards  are  nigh  I 
Tempests  and  ffre  attend  him  down  the  sky  : 
When  God  appears,  all  nature  shall  adore  him  ; 
While  sinners  tremble,  saints  rejoice  before  him : 

3  '  Heaven,  earth,  and  hell  draw  near ;  let  all  thing? 

come 
'  To  hear  my  justice,  and  the  sinner's  doom  ; 
'  But  gather  first  my  saints,'  the  Judge  commands, 
'  Brin^  them,  ye  angels,  from  their  distant  lands  : 
When  Christ  returns,  wake  everj'  cheerful  passion, 
And  shout,  ye  saints  ;  he  comes  for  your  salvation. 

4  '  Behold,  my  covenant  stands  for  ever  good, 
'  Seal'd  by  th'  eternal  sacrifice  in  blood, 

'And  sign'd  with  all  their  names;  the  Greek,  the 

Jew, 
'  That  paid  the  ancient  worship  or  the  new :' 
There's  no  distinction  here :  join  all  your  voices, 
And  raise  your  heads,  ye  saints,  for  heaven  rejoices. 

5  '  Here.'  saith  the  Lord,   '  ye  Euigels,    spread  their 

thrones, 
'  And  near  me  seat  my  favourites  and  my  sons  : 
'  Come,  my  redeem'd,  possess  the  joys  prepar'd 
'  Ere  time  began  ;  'tis  your  divine  reward  :' 
When  Christ  returns,  wake  every  cheerful  passion  : 
And  shout,  ye  saints,  he  comes  for  your  salvation. 


685 


HELL  AND  HEAVEN. 

HYMN  44.  B.  2.  L.  M.        Costellow. 

Hell ;  or.  (he  Vengeance  of  God. 

WITH  holy  fear  and  humble  song, 
The  dreadful  God  our  souls  adore ; 
Reverence  and  awe  become  the  tongue 
That  speaks  the  terrors  of  his  power. 

2  Far  in  the  deep  where  darkness  dwells. 
The  land  of  horror  and  despair, 
Justice  has  built  a  dismal  hell, 

And  laid  her  stores  of  vengeance  there. 

3  [Eternal  plagues  and  heavy  chains, 
Tormenting  racks  and  fiery  coals. 
And  darts  t'  inflict  immortal  pains, 
Dipp'd  in  the  blood  of  damned  souls.] 

4  [There  Satan,  the  first  sinner,  lies, 
And  roars  and  bites  Ih«  iron  bands ; 
In  vain  the  rebel  strives  to  rise, 

CPiih'd  with  the  weight  of  both  thine  hands.* 


HEAVEN. 

p  5  There  g^iilty  ghosts  of  Adam's  race 
Shriek  out,  and  howl  beneath  thy  rod  ; 
Once  they  could  scorn  a  Saviour's  grace 
But  they  incens'd  a  dreadlul  God. 
i  6  Tremble,  my  soul,  and  kiss  the  Son  : 
Sinner,  obey  the  Saviour's  call ; 
Else  your  damnation  hastens  on, 
And  hell  gapes  wide  to  wait  your  fall. 

fiftfi  HYMN  105.  B.  1.  C.  M.       Peterboro'. 

"*~-^^*        Heaven  invisible  and  holy. 

NOR  eye  hath  seen,  nor  ear  hath  heard, 
Nor  sense  nor  reason  known. 
What  joys  the  Father  has  prepar'd 
For  those  that  love  the  Son. 

2  But  the  good  Spirit  of  the  Lord 

Reveals  a  heaven  to  come. 

The  beams  of  glory  in  his  word 

Allure  and  guide  us  home. 

3  Pure  are  the  joys  aliove  the  sky. 

And  all  the  region  peace  ; 

No  wanton  lips  nor  envious  eye 

Can  see  or  taste  the  bliss. 

4  Those  holy  gates  for  ever  bar 

Pollution,  sin,  and  shame  ; 
None  shall  obtain  admittance  there 
But  followers  of  the  Lamb. 

5  He  keeps  the  Father's  book  of  life, 

There  all  thcii  names  are  found ; 
The  hypocrite  in  vain  shall  strive 
To  tread  the  heavenly  ground. 
^Q.'y  HYMN  86.  B.  2.  C.  M.  «Samos. 

'  •  Freedom  from  Sin  and  Misery  in  Hiotm.. 
^UR  sins,  alas,  how  strong  they  be  > 
And  like  a  violent  sea 
They  break  our  duty,  Lord,  to  thee, 
And  hurry  us  away. 

2  The  waves  of  trouble,  how  they  rise  • 

How  loud  the  tempests  roar ! 
But  death  shall  land  our  weary  souU 
Sale  on  the  heavenly  shore. 

3  There  to  fulfil  his  sweet  commands 

Our  speedy  feet  shall  move, 
No  sin  shall  clog  our  winged  zeal, 
Or  cool  our  burning  love. 
/  4  There  shall  we  sit,  and  sing,  and  tell 
The  wonders  of  his  grace, 
Till  heavenly  raptures  fire  our  hearts. 
And  smile  in  every  face. 


O' 


688 


HEAVEN. 

5  For  ever  his  dear  sacred  name 
Shall  dwell  upon  our  tongue, 
And  Jesus  and  salvation  be 
The  close  of  every  song. 

HYIMN  40.  B.  1.  L.  M.         Newcourt. 


The  Busi7iess  and  Bl&ssedness  of  glorified 
Saints. 


WHAT  happy  men,  or  angels  these, 
'  That  all  their  rol>es  are  spotless  white? 
'  Whence  did  this  glorious  troop  arrive 
'At  the  pure  realms  of  heavenly  light)' 

2  From  tort'ring  racks  and  burning  fires, 
Ana  seas  of  their  own  blood  they  came  ; 
But  nobler  blood  has  wash'd  their  robes, 
Flowing  from  Christ  the  dying  Lamb. 

3  Now  they  approach  th'  almighty  throne, 
With  loud  hosannas  night  and  day, 
Sweet  anthems  to  the  great  Three  One 
Measure  their  bless 'd  eternity. 

4  No  more  shall  hunger  pain  their  souls, 
He  bids  their  parching  thirst  be  gone. 
And  spreads  the  shadow  of  his  wings 
To  screen  them  from  the  scorchmg  sun. 

5  The  Lamb  that  fills  the  middle  throne 
Shall  shed  around  his  milder  beams, 
There  shall  they  feast  on  his  rich  love. 
And  drink  full  joys  from  living  streams. 

./  6  Thus  shall  their  mighty  bliss  renew 

Through  the  vast  roumi  of  endless  years. 

And  the  sot\  hand  of  sovereign  grace 

Heals  all  their  woands,  and  wipes  their  tears. 

/;OQ  HYMN  41.  B.  1.  C.  M.  Martyrs. 

\i(J*J»  j^^g Martyrs  glorified. 

THESE  glorious  minds,  how  bright  they  shine » 
'  Whence  all  their  white  array? 
'  How  came  they  to  the  happy  seats 
'  Of  everlasting  day  V 

2  From  tort'ring  pains  to  endless  joys 

Oa  fiery  wheels  they  rode, 
And  strangely  wash'd  their  raiment  white 
In  Jesus'  djong  blood. 

3  Now  they  approach  a  spotless  God, 

And  bow  before  his  throne  ; 
Their  warbling  harps  and  sacred  songs 
Adore  the  Holy  One. 

4  The  unveil'd  glories  of  his  face 

Amongst  his  saints  reside. 
While  the  rich  treasure  of  his  grace 
Sees  all  their  wants  supplied. 


HEAVEN. 

6  Tormenting  thirst  shall  leave  their  souls, 
And  hunger  flee  as  fast ; 
The  fruit  of  life's  immortal  tree 
Shall  be  their  sweet  repast. 
6  The  Lamb  shall  lead  his  heavenly  flock 
Where  living  fountains  rise, 
And  love  divine  shall  wipe  away 
The  sorrows  of  their  eyes. 

itQO  HYMN  33.  B.  2.  C.  M.    Brattle-street. 

\)a\J»     rpj^,  jjigssed  Society  in  Heaven. 
J     T3AISE  thee,  my  soul,  fly  up  and  run 
AV  Throueh  every  heavenly  street, 
And  say,  Theres  naught  below  the  sun 
That's  worthy  of  thy  feet. 
8  [Thus  will  we  mount  on  sacred  wings, 
And  tread  the  courts  above  ; 
Nor  earth,  nor  all  her  mightiest  things, 
Shall  tempt  our  meanest  love.] 

3  There  on  a  high  majestic  throne 

Th'  AlrniL'hty  Father  reigns, 
And  sheds  his  glorious  goodness  down 
On  all  the  blissfid  plains. 

4  Bright  like  the  sun  the  Saviour  sits, 

And  spreads  eternal  noon, 
No  evenings  there,  nor  gloomy  nights, 
To  want  the  feeble  moon. 

5  Amidst  those  ever-sliining  skies 

Behold  the  Sacred  Dove, 
"While  banish'd  sin  and  sorrow  flies 
From  all  the  realms  of  love. 

6  The  glorious  tenants  of  the  ulace 

Stand  bending  round  the  throne  ; 
And  saints  and  seraphs  sing  and  praise 
The  infinite  Three  One. 

7  [But  0  what  beams  of  heavenly  grace 

Transport  them  all  the  while! 
Ten  thousand  smiles  from  Jesus'  face, 

And  love  in  every  smile !] 
J  8  Jesus,  0  when  shall  that  dear  day, 

That  joyful  hour  appear, 
"When  I  shall  leave  this  house  of  clay 

To  dwell  amongst  them  there? 

HYMN  63.  B.  2.  C.  M.       New  York- 
The  humble  Worship  of  Heaven. 
■C«ATHER,  I  long,  I  faint  to  see 
-■-     The  place  of  thine  abode, 
I'd  leave  thy  earthly  courts  and  flee 
Up  to  thy  seat,  my  God  I 


691. 


HEAVEN. 

2  Here  I  behold  thy  distant  face. 

And  'tis  a  pleasing  sight ; 
But  to  abide  in  thine  embrace 
Is  infinite  delight. 

3  I'd  part  with  all  the  joys  of  sense 

To  gaze  upon  thy  throne  ; 
Pleasure  springs  fresh  for  ever  thence, 
Unspeakable,  unknown. 

4  [There  all  the  heavenly  hosts  are  seen, 

In  shining  ranks  they  move, 
And  drink  immortal  vigour  in 

With  wonder  and  with  love. 
s  5  Then  at  thy  feet  with  awful  fear 

Th'  adoring  armies  fall ; 
With  joy  ihey  shrink  to  nothing  there 

Before  th'  eternal  All. 
6  There  I  would  vie  with  all  the  host 

In  duty  and  in  bliss, 
"While  less  than  nothing  I  could  boast, 

And  vanity*  confess.] 
p  7  The  more  thy  glories  strike  mine  eyes, 

Tlie  humbler  I  shall  lie  ; 
Thus,  while  I  sink,  my  joys  shall  rise 

U nmeasurably  high. 

HYMN  91.  B.  2.  C.  M.         Woodland 
The  Glory  of  Christ  in  Heaven. 

OTHE  delights,  the  heavenly  joys, 
The  glories  of  the  place 
Where  Jesus  sheds  the  brightest  beams 
Of  his  oerflowing  grace! 

2  Sweet  majesty  and  awful  love 

Sit  smiling  on  his  brow, 
And  all  the  glorious  ranks  above 
At  humble  distance  bow. 

3  [Princes  to  his  imperial  name 

Bend  their  bright  sceptres  down, 
Dominions,  thrones,  and  powers  rejoice 
To  see  him  wear  the  crown.] 
I  4  Archangels  sound  his  lofty  praise 
Through  every  heavenly  street, 
And  lay  their  highest  honours  down 
Submissive  at  his  feet, 
p  5  Those  soft,  those  blessed  feet  of  his. 
That  once  rude  iron  tore, 
High  on  a  throne  of  light  they  stand, 
And  all  the  saints  adore. 
•  Isaiah  xl.  17. 


692 


HEAVEN. 

6  His  liead,  the  dear  majestic  head, 

That  cruel  thorns  did  wound, 
See  what  immortal  glories  shinei 
And  circle  it  around. 

7  This  is  the  man,  th'  exalted  man, 

"Whom  we  unseen  adore  ; 
But  when  our  eyes  behold  his  face. 
Our  hearts  shall  love  him  more. 

8  [Lord,  how  our  souls  are  all  on  fire 

To  see  thy  bless'd  abode. 
Our  tongues  rejoice  in  tunes  of  praise 
To  our  incarnate  God. 
/  9  And  while  our  faith  enjoys  the  sight 
We  long  to  leave  our  clay, 
And  wish  thy  fiery  chariots,  Lord, 
To  fetch  our  souls  away.] 

AQQ  HYMN  75.  B.  2.  C.  M.     Knaresboro'. 

\fCftJ*  Spiritual  Joys ;  or,  the  Sight  of  Christ. 

FROM  thee,  my  God,  my  joys  shall  rise, 
And  run  eternal  rounds. 
Beyond  the  limits  of  the  skies, 
And  all  created  bounds. 
I  2  The  holy  triumphs  of  my  soul 
Shall  death  itself  outbrave, 
Leave  dull  mortality  behind, 
And  fly  beyond  the  grave. 

3  There,  where  my  blessed  Jesus  reigns, 

In  heaven's  unmeasur'd  space, 
I'll  spend  a  long  eternity 
In  pleasure  and  in  praise. 

4  Millions  of  years  my  wondering  eyes 

Shall  o'er  thy  beauties  rove. 
And  endless  ages  I'll  adore 
The  glories  of  thy  love. 

5  Sweet  Jesus,  every  smile  of  thine 

Shall  fresh  endearments  bring. 
And  thousand  tastes  of  new  delight 

From  ail  thy  graces  spring. 
/  6  Haste,  my  beloved,  fetch  my  soul 

Up  to  thy  bless'd  abode, 
Fly,  for  my  spirit  longs  to  see 

My  Saviour  and  my  God. 


694., 


D0X0L0GIE3. 
DOXOLOGIES. 

HYMN  26.  B.  3.  L.  M.         RothwoTl 
song  of  Praise  to  the  evir -blessed  Trinity. 

BLESS'D  be  the  Father  and  his  love, 
To  whose  celestial  source  we  owe 
River:^  of  endless  joy  above, 
And  rills  of  comfort  here  below. 

2  Glory  to  thee,  great  Son  of  Gofl, 
From  whose  dear  wounded  Ijody  rolls 
A  precious  stream  of  vital  blood, 
Pardon  and  life  for  djiiig  souls. 

3  We  give  the  sacred  Spirit  praise, 
Who  in  oiu  hearts  of  sin  and  wo 
Makes  hvini'  springs  of  grace  arise, 
And  into  boimdlvss  glory  dow. 

4  Thus  God  the  Father,  God  the  Son, 
And  God  the  Sjiirit  we  adore. 
That  sea  of  life  and  love  unknown. 
Without  a  bottom  or  a  shore. 

695.  HYIMN  29.  B.  3.  L.  M.       Monmout.'i. 


GLORY  to  God  the  Trinity, 
WI 


'hose  name  has  mysteries  unknown; 
In  essence  One,  in  person  Three ; 
A  social  nature,  yet  alone. 
2  When  all  our  noblest  powers  are  join'd 
The  hon  )urs  of  thy  name  to  raise, 
Thy  glories  overmatch  our  mind, 
And  angels  faint  beneath  the  praise. 

696.        HYMN  32.  B.  3.  L.  M.     Old  Hund.rd. 

TO  God  the  Father,  God  the  Son, 
And  God  the  Spirit,  Three  in  One, 
Be  honour,  praise,  and  glory  given, 
By  all  on  earth,  and  all  in  heaven. 

fJQT'  HYMN  33.  E.  3.  L.  M.  Anti^nta. 

yj<y  *  •  Or  thus: 

ALL  glory  to  thy  wondrous  name, 
Father  of  irercy,  God  of  love, 
Thus  we  e.xalt  the  Lord,  the  Lamb, 
And  thus  we  praise  the  heavenly  Dove. 

698.       HYMN  27.  B.  3.  C.  M.     TaUis'  Chant. 

GLORY  to  God  the  Father's  name. 
Who,  from  our  suiful  race, 


DOXOLOGIES. 

Chose  out  his  favourites  to  proclaim 
The  honours  of  his  grace. 

2  Giory  to  God  the  Son  b<!  paid, 

Who  dwelt  in  humble  clay, 
And  to  redeem  us  from  the  dead 
Gave  }Js  own  life  away. 

3  Glory  to  God  the  Spirit  give. 

From  whose  almighty  power 
Our  souls  their  heavenly  birth  derive, 
And  bless  the  hajipy  hour. 

4  Glory  to  God,  that  reigns  above, 

Th'  eternal  Three  in  One, 
Who,  by  the  wonders  of  his  love, 
Has  made  his  nature  known. 


699, 


HYMN  30.  B.  3.  C.  M. 


THE  God  of  mercy  be  ador'd. 
Who  calls  our  souls  from  death, 
Who  saves  by  his  redeening  word. 

And  new-creating  breath. 
To  praise  the  Father  and  the  Son, 

And  Spirit  all  divine, 
The  One  in  Three,  and  Three  in  One, 
Let  saints  and  angels  join. 


TOO. 


HYMN  34.  B.  3.  C.  M.  Dun  It-e. 


roi. 


Now  let  the  Father  and  the  Son 
And  Spirit  be  ador'd, 
Where  there  are  ^vo^ks  to  make  him  kno^T), 
Or  saints  to  love  the  Lord. 
HYMN  S5.  B.  3.  C.  ]\L 
Or  thus : 

HONOUR  to  thee.  Almighty  Three, 
And  everlasting  One; 
All  glory  to  the  Father  be, 
The  Spirit,  and  the  Son. 


702. 


C.  M. 


LET  God  the  Father  and  the  Son, 
And  Spirit  be  ador'd, 
Where  there  are  works  to  make  him  known- 
Or  saints  to  love  the  Lord. 

703.     HYMN2S.  B.  3.  1st  S.  M.  Silver-stfoet, 

LET  God  the  Father  live 
For  ever  on  our  tongues  ; 
Sinners  from  his  first  love  derive 
The  ground  of  all  their  songs. 


DOXOLOGIES. 

2  Ye  saints,  employ  your  breath 
In  honour  to  the  Son, 

Who  bought  your  souls  from  hell  and  death 
By  otiering  up  his  own. 

3  Give  to  the  Spirit  praise 
Of  an  immortal  strain. 

Whose  light  and  power  and  grace  ccaveys 
Salvation  down  to  men. 

4  While  God  the  Comforter 
Reveals  our  pardon'd  sin, 

O  may  the  blcHjd  and  water  bear 
The  same  record  within. 

5  To  the  great  One  in  Three 
That  seals  this  grace  in  heaven. 

The  Father,  Son,  and  Spirit,  be 
Eternal  glory  given. 

704.  HY-AIN  31.  B.  3.  2d.  S.  M.  Dover 

LET  God  the  Maker's  name 
Have  honour,  love,  and  fear, 
Tc  God  the  Sa\nour  pay  the  same. 
And  God  the  Comforter. 
8     Father  of  Lights  above, 
Thy  mercy  we  adore, 
The  Son  of  thy  eternal  love, 
And  Spuit  of  thy  power. 

705.  HYxAINSe.  B.  3.  3d.  S.  M. 

YE  angels  round  the  throne. 
And  saints  that  dwell  below, 
Worship  the  Father,  love  the  Son, 
And  bless  tlie  Spirit  too. 


706. 


HYMN  37.  B.  3.  S.  M. 
Or  thus  : 

GIVE  to  the  Father  praise.. 
Give  glory  to  the  Son, 
And  to  the  Spirit  of  his  grace 
Be  equal  honour  done. 


707. 


L.  P.  :M.  Eaton 


NOW  to  the  Great  and  Sacred  Three, 
The  Father.  Son,  and  Spirit,  be 
Eternal  praise  and  glory  given, 
Thror.gh  all  the  worlds  where  God  ia  knowt- 
By  all  the  angels  near  the  throne, 
And  all  the  saints  in  earth  and  heaven. 


T^ 


TIME  AND  ETERNITY. 

4  Let  heavenly  love  prepare  my  soul, 
And  call  her  to  the  skies, 
Where  years  of  loiiff  salvation  roll, 
And  glory  never  dies. 
fiQQ       HYiMN  58.  B.  2.  C.  M.      Funeral  Hymn. 
\JfJCf»  y^g  Shoriness  of  Life,  and  the  Goodwss  of  God. 
UME  !  what  an  empty  vapour  'tis ! 
And  days  how  swift  they  are! 
7     Swift  as  an  I.idian  arrow  flies, 
Or  like  a  shooting  star. 

2  [The  present  moments  just  appear. 

Then  slide  away  in  haste, 
That  we  can  never  say.  They're  here, 
But  only  say.  They're  past.] 

3  [Our  life  is  ever  on  the  wing, 

And  death  is  ever  nigh : 
The  moment  -jvhen  our  lives  begin 
We  all  begin  to  die  ] 

4  Yet,  mighty  God,  our  fleeting  days 

Thy  lusting  lavours  share, 
Yet  with  the  bounties  of  thy  grace 
Thou  load'st  the  rolling  year. 

5  'Tis  sovereign  mercy  finds  us  food, 

And  we  are  ckitli'd  with  love  ; 
While  grace  stands  pointing  out  the  roav. 

That  leads  our  souls  above. 
■  6  His  goodness  runs  an  endless  round ; 

All  glory  to  the  Lord  : 
His  mercy  never  knows  a  bound. 

And  be  his  name  ador'd ! 
I  7  Thus  we  begin  the  lasting  song, 

And  when  we  close  our  eyes, 
Let  the  next  age  thy  praise  prolong 

Till  time  and  nature  dies. 

l64-0        PSALM  144.  2d  Part.  C.  M.     Wantage. 
"^^»  The  Vauity  of  Man,  and  Co-ndescension,  of  Qod. 

LORD,  what  is  man,  poor  feeble  roan, 
Born  of  the  earth  at  first ! 
His  lil'e  a  shadow,  light  and  vain, 
Still  hastening  to  the  dust. 
S  0  what  is  feeble  dying  man, 
Or  any  of  his  race, 
That  God  should  make  it  his  concern 
To  visit  him  with  grace  I 
3  That  God  who  darts  his  lightnings  down, 
■W  ho  shakes  the  worlds  above, 
And  mountains  tremble  at  hia  frown. 
How  wondrous  iB  his  love ! 

24 


641 


tijme  an»  eternity. 

PSALM  39.  2d  Part  C.  M.        Graftoo 

The  Vanity  of  Man  cs  Mortal 

TEACH  me  the  measure  of  my  days, 
Thou  Maker  of  my  frame ! 
I  -n-ould  survey  life's  narrow  space, 
And  learn  how  frail  1  am. 

2  A  span  is  all  that  we  can  boast, 

An  inch  or  two  of  time  ; 
Man  is  but  vanity  and  dust 
In  all  his  flower  and  prime. 

3  See  the  vain  race  of  mortals  move 

Like  shadows  o'er  the  plain, 
They  rape  and  strive,  desire  and  love, 
But  all  their  noiie  is  vain. 

4  Some  walk  in  honour's  gaudy  show, 

Some  di^  for  golden  ore. 
They  toil  tor  heirs,  they  know  not  who, 
And  straight  are  seen  i.o  more. 

5  What  should  I  wish  or  wait  for  then, 

From  creatures,  earth  and  dust? 
They  make  our  expectations  vain, 
And  disappoint  our  trust. 

6  Now  I  forbid  my  carnal  hope. 

My  fond  desires  recall : 
I  give  my  mortal  interest  up, 
And  make  my  God  my  all. 

fiAQ  HYiMN  32.  B.  2.  C.  M.  Bed.'brd 

U1:-4'.  Frailty  and  Folly. 

row  short  and  hasty  is  our  life! 
How  vast  our  souls'  affairs ! 
Yet  senseless  mortals  vainly  strive 
To  lavish  out  their  years. 

2  Our  days  run  thoughtlessly  along, 

Without  a  moment's  stay  ; 
Just  like  a  story  or  a  song, 
We  pass  our  lives  away. 

3  God  from  on  high  invitea  us  home, 

But  we  marcn  heedless  on. 
And  ever  hastening  to  the  tomb. 

Stoop  downward  as  we  run. 
8  4  How  we  deser%-e  the  deepest  hell, 

That  slight  the  joys  above  I 
What  chains  of  vengeance  should  we  feel, 

That  break  such  cords  of  love  ! 
p  5  Draw  us,  0  God,  with  sovereign  grace, 

And  lift  our  thoughts  on  high. 
That  we  may  end  this  mortal  race, 

And  see  siUvation  nigb. 


H< 


rpi 


TIME  AND  ETERNITY. 

fiAQ  HYMN  55.  B.  2.  C.  M,  Bether. 

VJTO  •    pj-qh  i_ifg  (j;j^  succeeding  Eternity. 
^HEE  we  adore,  Eternal  Name, 
And  humbly  own  to  thee, 
How  feeble  is  our  mortal  frame, 
"What  dying  worms  are  we. 

2  [Our  wasting  lives  grow  shorter  still 

As  months  and  days  increase  ; 
And  every  beating  pulse  we  tell 
Leaves  but  the  number  less. 

3  The  year  rolls  round,  and  steals  away 

The  breath  that  first  it  gave  ; 

Whate'er  we  do,  where'er  we  be, 

We're  travelhng  to  the  grave.] 

4  Dangers  stand  thick  through  all  the  grouna 

To  push  us  to  the  tomb, 
And  fierce  diseases  wait  around 

To  hurry  mortals  home. 
•  5  Good  God  !  on  what  a  slender  thread 

Hang  everlasting  things! 
Th'  eternal  states  of  all  the  dead 

Upon  life's  feeble  strings. 
6  Infinite  joy  or  endless  wo 

Attends  on  every  breath ; 
And  yet  how  unconcern'd  we  go 

Upon  the  brink  of  death  1 
I  7  Waken,  0  Lord,  our  drowsy  sense, 

To  walk  this  dangerous  road ; 
And  if  our  souls  are  hurried  hence, 

May  they  be  found  with  God. 

(^44        PSALM  90.  1st  Part.  C.  M.  Barby. 

•        Man  frail,  and  God  eternal. 

OUR  God,  our  help  in  ages  past, 
Our  hope  for  years  to  come, 
Our  shelter  from  the  stormy  blast. 
And  our  eternal  home. 

2  Under  the  shadow  of  thy  throne 

Thy  saints  have  dwelt  secure  ; 
8uflicient  is  thine  arm  alone. 
And  our  defence  is  sure. 

3  Before  the  hills  in  order  stood, 

Or  earth  received  her  frame, 

From  everlasting  thou  art  God, 

To  endless  years  the  same. 

4  Thy  word  commands  our  flesh  to  dust, 

Return,  ye  sons  of  men ; 
All  nations  nose  from  earth  at  first, 
And  turn  to  earth  again. 


TIME  AND  ETERNITY. 

A  thousand  ages  in  thy  sight 

Are  like  an  eveniLig  gone ; 
Short  as  the  watch  that  ends  the  night. 

Before  the  rising  sun. 

6  [The  busv  tribes  of  flesh  and  blood, 

With  a''  their  lives  and  cares, 
Are  carried  downwards  by  thy  flood, 
And  lost  in  following  years. 

7  Time,  like  an  ever  rolling  stream, 

Bears  all  its  sons  away  ; 

They  fly  forgotten  as  a  dream 

Dies  at  tiie  opening  day 

8  Like  flowery  fields  the  nations  stand 

Pleas'd  with  the  morning  light ; 
The  flowers  beneath  the  mower's  hand 
Lie  withering  ere  'tis  night.] 

9  Our  God,  our  help  in  ages  past, 

Our  hope  for  years  to  come, 
Be  thou  our  guard  while  trouhles  last, 
And  our  eternal  home. 
f*4.K  PSALM  90.  3.  M.      Little  Marlboro', 

1T«J.  y/,^  Fraiity  and  Shortness  of  Life. 

LORD,  what  a  feeble  piece 
Is  this  our  mortal  frame ! 
Our  life,  how  poor  a  trifle  'tis. 
That  scarc«  deserves  the  name ! 
Alas,  'twas  brittle  clay 
That  built  our  bodies  first  I 
And  every  month  and  every  day 
They're  mouldering  back  to  dust 
S     Our  moments  fly  apace, 
Nor  will  our  minutes  stay  ; 
Just  like  a  flood,  our  hasty  days 
Are  sweeping  us  away. 

4  Well,  if  our  days  must  fly. 
We'll  keep  their  end  in  sight, 

We'll  spend  them  all  in  wisdom's  way, 
And  let  them  speed  their  flight 

5  They'll  waft  us  sooner  o  er 
This  hfe's  tempestuous  sea : 

Soon  we  shall  reach  the  peacetul  shore 
Of  blest  eternity. 

HYMN  13.  B.  2.  L.  INI.      Mariners'  Hymn. 
•  The  Creation,  Prescrvaiion,  arid  Dissolutitn 
of  this  World. 

SING  to  the  Lord  that  built  the  skies, 
The  Lord  that  rear'd  this  stately  frame  ; 
Let  all  the  nations  sound  his  praise. 
And  lands  unknown  repeat  his  name. 


646 


DEATH  AND  THE  RESURRECTION. 

2  He  form'd  the  seas,  and  forra'd  the  hills, 
Made  every  drop,  and  every  dust, 
Nature  and  time  with  all  their  wheels, 
And  put  them  into  motion  first. 

8  Now  from  his  high  imperial  throne 
He  looks  far  down  upon  the  spheres  i 
He  bids  the  shining  orbs  roil  on, 
And  round  he  turns  the  hasty  years. 

4  Thus  shall  his  moving  engine  last 
Till  all  his  saints  are  gaiher'd  in, 
Then  for  the  trumpet's  dreaui'ul  blaal. 
To  shake  it  all  to  dust  again ! 
3  6  Yet  when  the  sound  siiall  tear  the  skies. 

And  lightning  burn  tlie  globe  below, 
/     Saints,  you  may  lift  your  joyful  eyes, 
There's  a  new  heaven  and  earth  lor  you. 


DEATH  AND  THE  RESURRECTION. 

fiA.^  HYMN  82.  B.  1.  L.  IM.  LangporU 

^^  "  •  God  far  above  Creatures ;  or,  Man  vain  arJ. 
Tmrtal. 
JHALL  the  vilo  race  of  flesh  and  blood 
Contend  with  their  Creator,  God  I 
Shall  mortal  worms  presume  to  bo 
More  holy,  wise,  or  just  than  he ! 
2  Behold,  he  puts  his  trust  in  none 
Of  all  the  spirits  round  his  throne  ; 
Their  natures,  when  compar'd  with  his, 
Are  neither  holy,  just,  nor  wise. 
S  But  how  much  meaner  things  are  they 
AVho  spring  from  dust  and  dwell  in  clay ; 
Touch'd  by  the  finger  of  thy  wrath, 
V     We  faint  and  perish  like  the  moth. 
4  From  night  to  day,  from  day  to  night, 
We  die  by  thousands  in  thy  sight ; 
Buried  in  dust  whole  nations  lie. 
Like  a  forgotten  vanity. 
«  5  Almighty  Power,  to  thee  we  bow : 
How  frail  are  we,  how  glorious  Tnou! 
No  more  the  sons  of  earth  shall  dare 
With  an  eternal  God  compare. 
648  PSALM  90.  L.  M.  Windliam. 

•  A  mournful  Song  at  a  Funeral 


S^ 


rpHROUGH  every  age,  eternal  God,  J 

_^   Thou  art  our  rest,  our  safe  abode  ;  ■ 

High  was  thy  throne  ere  heaven  was  made.  ^ 
Or  earth,  thy  humble  footstool,  laid. 


DEATH  AND  THE 

2  Long  hadst  thou  reign'd  ere  time  begaOf 
Or  dusl  was  fashioii'd  into  man  ; 

And  long  thy  kingdom  eliall  endure, 
When  earth  and  time  shall  be  no  more. 

3  But  man,  weak  man,  is  born  to  die, 
Made  up  of  guilt  and  vanity  ; 

Thy  dreadful  sentence.  Lord,  was  just. 
Return,  ye  sinners,  to  your  dust. 

4  [A  thousand  of  our  years  amount 
Scarce  to  a  day  in  thine  account; 
Like  yesterday's  departed  light, 
Or  the  last  watch  of  endmg  night. 

PAUSE. 

5  Death,  liKe  an  overflowing  stream 
Sweeps  us  away  ;  our  life's  a  dream, 
An  empty  tale  ;  a  morning  flower, 
Cut  down  and  wither'd  m  an  hour.] 

6  [Our  ago  to  seventy  years  is  set : 

How  short  the  term  I  how  frail  the  state! 

And  if  to  eighty  we  arrive, 

We  rather  sigh  and  groan  rhan  live.] 

*  7  But,  0  how  oft  thy  wrath  appears. 
And  cuts  oft"  our  expected  years  1 
Thy  wrath  awakes  our  humble  dread ; 
We  fear  the  power  that  strikes  us  dead. 

s  8  Teach  us,  0  Lord,  how  frail  is  man ; 
And  kindly  lengthen  out  our  span, 
Till  a  wise  care  of  piety 
Fit  us  to  die,  and  dwell  with  thee. 


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PSALM  102.  3d  Part.  L.  M.         Munich. 

Man's  Mortality  arM  C/irist's  Eternity. 

IT  is  the  Lord  our  Saviour's  hand 
Weakens  our  strength  amidst  the  race  ; 
Disease  and  death,  alhis  command, 
Arrest  us,  and  cut  short  our  days. 

2  Spare  us,  0  Lord,  aloud  we  pray, 
Nor  let  our  sun  go  down  at  noon : 
Thy  years  are  one  eternal  day, 
And  must  thy  children  die  so  soon? 

3  Yet  in  the  nidst  of  death  and  grief 
This  thought  our  sorrow  shall  assuage, 
Our  Father  and  our  Saviour  live; 
Christ  ts  the  same  through  every  age. 

4  'Twas  he  this  earth's  foundation  laid ; 
Heaven  is  the  building  of  his  hand  : 

This  earth  grows  old,  these  heavens  shall  uuie. 
And  all  be  chang'd  at  bis  command. 


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RESURRECTION. 

5  The  starry  curtains  of  the  sky 
Like  garments  shall  be  laid  aside  ; 
But  still  thy  throne  stands  firm  and  high ; 
Thy  church  for  ever  must  abide. 

/  6  Before  thy  face  thy  church  shall  live. 
And  on  thy  throne  thy  children  reign : 
This  dying  world  shall  they  survive. 
And  the  dead  saints  be  rais'd  again. 

HYMN  52.  B.  2.  C.  M.       Canterbury 
Death  dreadful  or  delightful. 

DEATH  1  'Us  a  melancholy  day 
To  those  that  have  no  God, 
When  the  poor  soul  is  forc'd  away 
To  seek  ner  last  abode. 
2  In  vain  to  heaven  she  lifts  her  eyes, 
But  guilt,  a  heavy  chain. 
Still  drags  her  downward  from  the  skiea 
To  darkness,  fire,  and  pain. 
I  3  Awake,  and  mouni,  ye  heirs  of  hell. 
Let  stubborn  sinners  fear ; 
You  must  be  driv'n  from  earth,  and  dwell 
A  long  for  ever  there. 
4  See  how  the  pit  gapes  wide  for  you, 
And  flashes  in  your  face, 
And  thou,  my  soul,  look  downward  too, 
And  sing  recovering  grace- 

6  He  is  a  God  of  sovereign  love 

That  promis'd  heaven  to  me. 
And  taught  my  thoughts  to  soar  above, 
AVhere  happy  spirits  be. 
6  Prepare  me,  Lord,  for  thy  right  hand, 
/        Then  come  the  joyful  day, 

Come,  death,  and  some  celestial  band, 
To  bear  my  soul  away. 

/^K -I  HYMN  17.  B.  \.  C.  M.  Stevens. 

V»  t>  ±  .  victory  over  Death. 

OFOR  an  overcoming  faith 
To  cheer  my  dying  hours. 
To  triumph  o'er  the  monster  Death, 
And  all  his  frightful  powers  I 

2  Joyful,  with  all  the  strength  I  have 

My  quivering  lips  shall  sing, 
Where,  is  thy  boasted,  victory.  Gravel 
(        And  where  the  monster's  sting? 

3  If  sin  be  pardon'd,  I'm  secure. 

Death  hath  no  sting  beside  ; 
The  law  gives  sin  its  damning  power, 
But  Christ,  my  ransom,  died. 


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DEATH  AND  THE 

4  Now  to  the  God  of  victory 
Immortal  thanks  be  paid, 
Vho  makes  us  conqu'rors  wiiile  we  die 
Through  Christ  our  living  Head. 
fJKQ  HYMN  6.  B.  1.  C.  M.  Meat 

KJO^m  Triumph  over  Death. 

GREAT  God,  I  own  thy  sentence  just, 
And  nature  must  decay : 
I  >neld  my  body  to  the  dust, 
To  dwell  witii  fellow-clay. 
2  Yet  faith  may  triumph  o'er  the  grave, 
And  trample  on  the  tomhs ; 
My  Jesus,  my  Redeemer  lives. 
My  God,  my  Sa\iour  comes. 
s  3  The  mighty  Conqa'rnr  shall  appear 
High  on  a  royal  seat, 
And  Death,  the  last  of  all  his  foes. 
Lie  vanquish'd  at  his  feet. 
4  Though  greedy  worms  devour  my  skin, 
Andf  gnaw  rny  wasting  flesh, 
When  God  shall  builil  my  bones  again, 
He'll  clothe  them  all  afresh. 
f  5  Then  shall  I  see  thy  lovely  face 
With  strong  immortal  eyes. 
And  feast  upon  thy  unknown  grace 
With  pleasure  and  surprise. 
£jKq         HV.MN  IS.  B.  1.  C.  M.  Dundee 

\JOO*         Blessed  are  the  Dead 

HEAR  what  the  voice  from  heaven  proclaim? 
For  all  the  pious  dead, 
Sweet  is  the  savour  of  their  names. 
And  soft  their  sleeping  bed. 

2  They  die  in  Jesus,  ana  are  bless'd. 

How  kind  their  slumbers  are ! 
From  sufterines  and  from  sins  releas'd, 
And  freed  from  every  snare. 

3  Far  from  this  world  of  toil  and  strife, 

They're  pre.«ent  with  the  Lord : 
The  labours  of  their  mortal  life 
End  in  a  large  reward. 

HYMN  49.  B.  2.  C.  M.  Can:dcn 

Moses  dying  in  the  Embraces  of  God. 


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DEATH  cannot  make  our  souls  afraid 
If  God  be  with  us  there; 
We  may  walk  through  its  darkest  shade, 
And  never  yield  to  fear. 
2  I  could  renounce  my  all  below 
If  my  Creator  bid. 


RESURRECTION. 

And  run  if  I  were  call'd  to  go, 
And  die  as  Moses  did. 
/  3  flight  I  but  climb  to  Pisgah's  top. 
And  view  the  promis'd  land, 
My  flesli  itself  would  long  to  drop, 
And  pray  fur  the  command. 
4  Clasp'd  in  my  heavenly  Father's  arrasj 
I  would  forget  my  breath, 
And  lose  my  hfe  among  the  charms 
Of  so  divine  a  death. 
/>Ke:  HYMN  19.  B.  1.  C.  M.  Irish. 

LORD,  at  thy  temple  we  appear 
As  happy  Simeon  came, 
And  hope  to  meet  our  Saviour  here  ; 
0  make  our  joys  the  same  ! 
2  With  what  divine  and  vast  delight 
The  good  old  man  was  fill'd, 
When  Fondly,  in  his  wiiher'd  arms, 
He  clasp'd  the  holy  child ! 
8  '  Now  I  can  leave  this  world,'  he  cried, 
'  Behold,  thy  servant  dies  ; 
'I've  seen  thy  great  salvation,  Lord, 
'  And  close  my  peaceful  eyes. 

4  '  This  is  the  light  prepar'd  to  sliine 

'  Upon  the  Gentile  lands, 
'  Thine  Israel's  glory,  and  their  hope 
'  To  break  their  slavish  bands.' 

5  [Jesus,  the  vision  of  thy  face 

Hath  overpowering  charms ! 
Scarce  shall  I  feel  death's  could  embrace 
If  Christ  be  in  my  arms. 

6  Then  while  ye  hear  my  heart-strings  break, 

How  sweet  my  minutes  roll ! 
A  mortal  paleness  on  my  cheek, 
And  glory  in  my  soul.] 

HYMN  66.  B.  2.  C.  M.  Jordan. 

A  Prospect  of  Heaven  makes  Death  easy. 

THERE  is  a  land  of  pure  delight, 
Where  saints  immortal  reign, 
Infinite  day  excludes  the  night, 
And  pleasures  banish  pain. 

2  There  everlasting  spring  abides. 
And  never-withering  flowers : 

Death,  like  a  narrow  sea,  divides 
This  heavenly  land  from  ours. 

3  [Sweet  fields,  beyond  the  swelling  flood. 
Stand  dress'd  in  living  green : 


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DEATH  AND  THE 
So  to  the  Jews  old  Canaan  stood, 
While  Jordan  roll'd  between. 
p  4  But  timorous  mortals  start  and  shrink 

To  cross  this  narrow  sea, 

$     And  linger,  shivering,  on  the  brink, 

And  tear  to  launch  away.] 

5  0  !  could  we  make  our  doubts  removo. 

Those  gloomy  doubts  that  rise, 
And  see  the  Canaan  that  we  love, 
With  unbeclouded  eyes  ; 

6  Could  we  but  climb  where  Moses  stood, 

And  view  the  landscape  o'er; 
Not  Jordan's  stream  nor  death's  cold  flood 
Should  fright  us  from  the  shore. 
/>K'y  HY:MN  31.  B.  2.  L.  M.  Eaton. 

\jO  4  •  cjiri^t's  Presence  makes  Death  easy. 

YTTHY  should  we  start  and  fear  to  die? 
»  »    What  timorous  vvorms  we  moitaia  are  I 
Death  is  the  gate  of  endless  joy, 
And  yet  we  dread  to  enter  there. 

2  The  pams,  the  groans,  and  dying  strife. 
Fright  our  approaching  souls  away  : 
Still  we  shrink  back  again  to  life, 
Fond  of  our  prison  and  our  clay. 

3  O,  if  my  Lord  would  come  and  meet. 

My  soul  should  stretch  her  wings  in  haste. 
Fly  tearless  through  death's  iron  gate. 
Nor  feel  the  terrors  as  she  past. 

4  Jesus  can  make  a  dying  bed 
Feel  soft  as  downy  pillows  are 
While  on  his  breast  I  lean  my  head. 
And  breathe  my  life  out  sweetly  there. 

HYMN  27.  B.  1.  C.  M.  Wiadsw 

Assurance  of  Heaven. 
[■p^EATH  may  dissolve  my  body  now, 
JL'  And  bear  my  spirit  home  ; 
Why  do  my  minutes  move  so  slow. 
Nor  my  salvation  come? 

2  With  heavenly  weapons  I  have  fought 
The  battles  of  the  Lord, 

Finish'd  my  course,  and  kept  the  faith, 
And  wait  the  sure  reward.] 

3  God  has  laid  up  in  heaven  for  me 
A  crown  which  cannot  fade  ; 

The  righteous  Judge,  at  that  great  day 
Shall  place  it  on  my  head. 

4  Nor  hath  the  King  of  grace  decreed 
This  prize  for  me  alone  ; 


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RESURRECTION. 

But  all  that  love,  and  long  to  see 

Th'  appearance  of  his  Son. 
6  Jesus  the  Lord  shall  ffuiird  me  safe 

From  every  ill  desim  ; 
And  to  his  heavenly  kingdom  keep 

This  feeble  soul  of  mine. 
I  6  God  is  my  everlasting  aid, 

And  hell  shall  rage  in  vain: 
To  him  be  highest  glory  paid. 

And  endless  praise — Amen. 

£»KQ         HYMN  110.  B.  1.  C.  M.  Braintree. 

"^*-^»      Death  and  immediate  Glory. 

THERE  is  a  house  not  made  with  hands, 
Eternal  and  on  high  ; 
And  here  my  spirit  waiting  stands, 
Till  God  shall  bid  it  fly. 

2  Shortly  this  prison  of  my  clay 

Must  be  dissolv'd  and  fall, 
/     Then,  0  my  soul,  with  joy  obey 
Thy  heavenly  Father's  call. 

3  'Tis  he,  by  his  almighty  grace, 

That  forms  thee  fit  for  heaven, 
And  as  an  earnest  of  the  place, 
Has  his  own  Spirit  given. 

4  We  walk  by  laith  of  joys  to  come. 

Faith  lives  upon  his  word  ; 

But  while  the  body  is  our  home 

"We're  absent  from  the  Lord. 

5  'Tis  pleasant  to  believe  thy  grace. 

But  we  had  rather  see  ; 
"We  would  be  absent  from  the  flesh, 
And  present,  Lord,  with  thee. 

fifif)       HYMN  23.  B.  1.  1st  Part.  L.  M.     Derby. 

^^^  *  Absent  from  the  Body,  and  present  with  the  Lor  d^ 

ABSENT  from  flesh  !  O  blissful  thought, 
"What  unknown  joys  this  moment  brings  I 
Freed  from  the  mischiefs  sin  has  brought. 
From  pains  and  fears  and  all  their  springs. 
2  Absent  from  flesh  I  illustrious  day, 
Surprising  scene !  triumphant  stroke ! 
That  rends  the  prison  of  my  clay. 
And  I  can  teel  my  fetters  broke. 
/  3  Absent  from  flesh  !  then  rise,  my  soul, 
Where  feet  nor  wings  could  never  climb 
Beyond  the  heavens  where  planets  roll, 
Measuring  the  cares  and  joys  of  time. 
4  I  §o  where  God  and  glory  shine, 
Hia  presence  makes  eternal  day, 


DEATH  AND  THE 

My  all  that's  mortal  I  resign, 

For  angels  wait  and  point  my  way. 

aa-l  HYMN 2.  B. 2.  C.  M.  Martyrs, 

VlvF  X  •  j-fig  Death  of  a  Sinntr. 

MY  thoughts  on  awful  subjects  roll, 
Damnation  and  the  dead  : 
"What  horrors  seize  the  guilty  soul 
Upon  a  dying  bed  ! 

2  Lingering  about  these  mortal  shores 

She  makes  a  long  delay. 
Till  like  a  flood,  with  rapid  force 
Death  sweeps  the  wretch  away. 

3  Then  swift  and  dreadful  she  descends 

Down  to  the  tiery  coast, 

Amongst  abominable  fiends, 

Herself  a  frighted  ghost. 

4  There  endless  crowds  of  simiers  lie, 

And  darkness  makes  their  chtiins  ; 
Tortur'd  with  keen  despair  they  cry, 
Yet  wait  for  fiercer  paiiis. 

5  Not  all  their  anguish  and  their  blood 

For  tiieir  old  guilt  atones, 
Nor  the  compassion  of  a  God 
Shall  hearken  to  their  groans, 
s  6  Amazing  grace,  that  kept  my  breath. 
Nor  bid  my  soul  remove. 
Till  I  had  Icarn'd  my  Saviour's  death, 
And  well  insur'd  Ids  love  1 

fiR2  HYMN  3.  B.  2.  C  M.  Chii,a 

yjyjAt    rpj^^  Death  and  Burial  of  a  SainC. 
"IITHY  do  we  mourn  departing  friends? 
»'    Or  shake  at  deatii's  alarms? 
'Tis  but  the  voice  that  Jesus  sends 
To  call  them  to  hi.='  arms. 
2  Are  we  not  tending  upward  too 
As  fast  as  time  can  move? 
Nor  would  we  wish  the  hours  more  slow, 
To  keep  us  from  our  love. 
p  8  Why  should  we  tremble  to  convey 
Their  bodies  to  the  tomb  ? 
There  the  dear  flesh  of  Jesus  lay. 
And  left  a  long  perfume. 
4  The  graves  of  all  his  saints  he  bless'd, 
And  soften'd  every  bed  ; 
Where  should  the  dyin?  members  rest. 
But  with  their  dying  Head? 
/  6  Thence  he  arose,  ascended  high. 
And  sbow'd  our  feet  the  way  ; 


RESURRECTION. 

Up  to  tbo  Lord  our  souls  shall  fly 
At  the  great  rising-day. 

/  6  Then  let  the  last  loud  trumpet  sound, 
And  bid  our  kindred  rise, 
Awake,  ye  nations  under  ground, 
Ye  saints,  a'^cend  the  skies. 

fifi^  HYMN  47.  B.  1.  C.  M.  Stade. 

\JU «J  .        2)eai!A  of  Kindred  improved. 

■]%/rUST  friends  and  kindred  droop  and  die? 
J-' A  And  helpers  be  witiidrawn? 
While  sorrow  vv-th  a  weeping  eye 
Counts  up  our  comforts  gone? 

2  Be  thnu  our  comfort,  mighty  God  I 

Our  helper  and  our  friend  : 
Nor  leave  us, in  this  dangerous  road, 
Till  all  our  trials  end. 

3  0  may  our  feet  pursue  the  way 

Our  pious  fathers  led  ! 
"With  love  and  holy  zeal  obey 
The  counsels  of  the  dead. 

4  Let  us  be  wean'd  from  all  below, 

Let  hope  our  grief  expel, 
While  death  invites  our  souls  to  go 
Where  our  best  kindred  dwell. 

aad.  HYMN  28.  B.  2.  C.  M.    Tallis'  Chant. 

\jyj~r,  jy^^fj^  gj^  Eternity 

STOOP  down,  my  thouffhts,  that  used  to  rise. 
Converse  a  while  with  death  ; 
Think  how  a  gasping  mortal  lies, 
And  pants  away  his  breath. 

2  His  quivering  lip  hangs  feebly  down, 
His  pulse  is  faint  and  few, 
Then,  speechless,  with  a  doleful  groan 
He  bids  the  world  adieu. 
s  3  But  0,  tho  aoul  that  never  dies  ! 
At  once  it  leaves  the  clay  ! 
Ye  thoughts,  pursue  it  where  it  flies. 
And  track  its  wondrous  way. 
4  Up  to  the  courts  where  angels  dwell. 
It  mounts  triumphing  there. 
Or  devils  plunge  it  down  to  hell 
In  infinite  despair. 
p  5  And  must  my  body  faint  and  die? 
And  must  this  soul  remove? 
0  for  some  guardian  angel  nigh 
To  bear  it  safe  above  ! 


IVTa' 


DEATH  AND  THE 

6  Jesug,  to  thy  dear  faithful  hand 
My  naked  soul  I  trust, 
And  my  flesh  waits  fc;  thy  command 
To  drop  into  the  dust. 

fjfj  K  HYMN  6\.  B.  2.  C.  M.  WalsaL 

\J\JtJ»    ^  Thought  cf  Death  and  Glory. 
soul,  come  meditate  the  day, 

And  think  how  near  it  stands, 

When  thou  must  quit  this  house  of  clay, 
And  fly  to  unknown  lands. 

2  [And  you.  mine  eyes,  look  down  and  view 

The  hollow  gaping  tomb. 
This  gloomy  prison  waits  for  you, 
Whene'er  the  summons  come.] 

3  O  could  we  die  with  those  that  die, 

And  place  us  in  their  stead, 
/     Then  would  our  spirits  learn  to  fly, 
And  converse  with  the  dead  : 

4  Then  we  should  see  the  saints  above. 

In  their  own  glorious  forms. 
And  wonder  why  our  souls  should  love 
-   To  dwell  with  mortal  worms. 

5  [How  we  should  scorn  these  clothes  of  flesh, 

These  fetters  and  this  load  1 
And  long  for  evening  to  undress, 

That  we  may  rest  with  God.] 
/  6  We  should  almost  forsake  our  clay 

Before  the  summons  come. 
And  pray,  and  w  ish  our  souls  away 

To  their  eternal  home. 

HYJIN  63.  B.  2.  C.  M.     Funeral  Hymn 
A  Funeral  Thought. 

HARK !  from  the  tombs  a  doleful  sound, 
Mine  ears  attend  the  cry, 
'  Ye  liM'ngmen.  come  ^^ew  the  ground 
'  Where  you  must  shortly  lie. 

2  '  Prince?,  this  clay  must  be  you  bed, 
'  In  spite  of  all  your  towers  ; 

'The  tall,  the  wise,  the  rev'rend  head, 
'  Must  lie  as  low  as  oura.' 

3  Great  God,  is  this  our  certain  doom? 
And  are  we  still  secure? 

Still  walking  downward  to  our  tomb. 
And  yet  prepar'd  no  more? 

4  Grant  us  the  powers  of  quick'ning  grace 
To  fit  our  souls  to  fly. 

Then,  when  we  drop  this  dying  flesh, 
We'll  rise  above  the  sky. 


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RESURRECTION. 

fifij  HYMN  24.  B.  1.  L.  M.        Windham. 

^^  •  •  The  Rich  Sinn'T  dying,  Psalm  xlix. 

IN  vain  the  wealthy  mortals  toil, 
And  heap  their  shining  dust  in  vain, 
Look  down  and  scorn  thn  humble  poor, 
And  boast  their  lofty  hills  of  gain. 
2  Their  golden  cordials  cannot  ease 
Their  pained  hearts  or  achin?  heads, 
Nor  fright  nor  bribe  approaching  death 
From  glittering  roofs  and  downy  beds. 
«  3  Their  ling'ring,  their  unwilling  souls 
The  dismal  summons  must  obey, 
And  bid  a  long,  a  sad  farewel'. 
To  the  pale  lump  of  lifeless  clay. 
4  Thence  they  are  huddled  to  the  grave. 
Where  kings  and  slaves  have  equal  thrones  : 
Their  bones  without  distinction  lie 
Amongst  the  heap  of  meaner  bones. 
I  g^Q  PSALM  49.  L.  M.  Kingsbridge. 

^^^»  The  Sinner's  Death,  and  Saint's  Resurrection. 

WHY  do  the  proud  insult  the  poor, 
And  boast  the  large  estates  they  have? 
How  vain  are  riches  to  secure 
Their  haughty  owners  from  the  grave? 

2  They  can't  redeem  one  hour  from  death, 
With  all  the  wealth  in  which  they  trust ; 
Nor  give  a  dying  brother  breath, 
When  God  commands  him  down  to  dust. 

3  There  the  dark  earth  and  dismal  shadia 
Shall  clasp  their  naked  bodies  round  ; 
That  flesh,  so  delicately  fed, 
Lies  cold,  and  moulders  in  the  ground. 

«  Like  thoughtless  sheep  the  sinner  dies, 

Laid  in  the  grave  for  worms  to  eat ; 

The  saints  shall  in  the  morning  rise, 

And  find  th'  oppressor  at  their  feet. 
6  Hit*  honours  perish  in  the  dust, 

And  pomp  and  beauty,  birth  and  blood  : 

That  glorious  day  e.^alts  the  just 

To  fuD  dominion  o'er  the  proud. 
6  My  Saviour  shall  my  life  restore. 

And  raise  me  from  my  dark  abode ; 

My  flesh  and  soul  shall  part  no  more, 

But  dwell  for  ever  near  my  God. 

PSALM  49.  1st  Part.  C  M.     Wanvict 
•  Pride  and  Death  ;  or,  the  Vanity  of  Life. 

TIJ''HY  doth  the  man  of  riches  grow 
»  '    To  insolence  and  pride, 


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DEATH  AIVD  THE 

To  see  his  wealth  and  honours  flow 

With  every  rising  tide  ? 
2  [AVhy  doth  he  treat  the  poor  with  scorn. 

Made  of  the  selfsame  clay, 
And  boast  as  though  his  flesh  was  bom 

Of  better  dust  than  they?] 
S  Not  all  his  treasures  can  procure 

His  soul  a  short  reprieve,  _ 
Redeem  from  death  one  guilty  hour, 

Or  make  his  brother  live. 

4  [Life  is  a  blessing  can't  he  sold, 

The  ransom  is  too  high ; 
Justice  will  ne'er  be  brib'd  with  gold, 
That  man  may  never  die.] 

5  He  sees  the  brutish  and  the  ^vise, 

The  timorous  and  the  brave, 
Quit  their  possessions,  close  their  eyes, 
And  hasten  to  the  grave. 

6  Yet,  'tis  his  inward  thought  and  pride, 

My  house  shall  ever  stand  ; 
'  And  that  my  name  may  long  abide, 
'I'll  give  it  to  my  land.' 

7  Vain  are  his  thoughts,  his  hopes  arc  lost, 

How  soon  his  nnemory  dies  ! 

His  name  is  \vTitten  in  the  dust 

Where  his  own  carcass  lies. 

PSALM  49.  2d  Part.  C.  M.  Barby 

Death  and  the  Resurrection. 

YE  sons  of  pride  that  iiate  the  just. 
And  trample  on  the  poor. 
When  death  has  brought  you  down  to  dust, 
Your  pomp  shall  rise  no  more. 

2  The  last  great  day  shall  change  the  scene; 

When  will  that  hour  appear? 
When  shall  the  just  revive,  and  reign 
O'er  all  that  scorn'd  them  here? 

3  God  will  my  naked  soul  receive. 

When  sep'rate  from  the  flesh  ; 
And  break  the  prison  of  the  grave 
To  raise  my  bones  afresh. 

4  Heaven  is  my  everlasting  home, 

Th'  inheritance  is  sure  ; 
Let  men  of  pride  their  rage  resume. 
But  I'll  repine  no  more. 

PSALM  89.  V.  47,  &c.  6th  Part.  L.  M.  WeiJs. 
A  Funeral  Psalm. 

REMEMBER,  Lord,  our  mortal  state. 
How  frail  our  life !  how  short  the  date  i 


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RESURRECTION. 

Where  is  the  man  that  draws  his  breath 
Safe  from  disease,  secure  from  death  ? 

2  liord,  whiile  we  see  whole  nations  die. 
Our  tiesh  and  sense  repine  and  cry, 

'  Must  death  for  ever  rage  and  reign  ? 
'  Or  hast  thou  made  mankind  in  vain  1 

3  '  Where  is  thy  promise  to  tlie  just? 

'  Are  not  thy  servants  tura'd  to  dust?' 
But  faith  forbids  tlteso  mournful  sighs, 
And  sees  the  sleeping  dust  arise. 
I  4  That  glorious  hour,  that  dreadful  day, 
AVipes  the  reproach  of  saints  away, 
And  clears  the  honours  of  thy  word  : 
Awake,  our  souls,  and  bless  the  Lord. 

6T2  PSALIVI  89.  L.  P.  M.  St.  Helen'! 

^  I  '^»  jjfe,  Deaih,  and  the  Resurrection. 

THINK,  mighty  God,  on  feeble  man, 
How  few  his  hours,  how  short  his  span  I 
Short  from  the  cradle  to  the  grave : 
Who  can  secure  his  vital  breatii 
Afrainst  the  bold  demands  of  death. 
With  skill  to  fly,  or  power  to  save? 

2  Lord,  shall  it  be  for  ever  said, 

'  The  race  of  man  was  only  made 

'  For  sickness,  sorrov/,  and  the  dust?' 
Are  not  thy  servants,  day  by  day, 
Sent  to  their  graves,  and  turn'd  to  clay? 

Lord,  Where's  thy  kindness  to  the  just 
Hast  thou  not  promis'd  to  thy  Son 
And  all  his  seed  a  heavenly  crown? 

But  flesh  and  sense  indulge  despeiir : 
For  ever  blessed  be  the  Lord, 
That  faith  can  read  his  holy  word, 

And  find  a  resurrection  there. 

4  For  ever  blessed  be  the  Lord, 
Who  gives  liis  saints  a  long  reward 

For  all  their  toil,  reproach,  and  pain  ; 
Let  all  below  and  all  above 
Join  to  proclaim  thy  wondrous  love. 

And  each  repeat  a  loud  Amen. 

£jy  O         PSALM  16.  3d  Part.  L.  M.      Islington. 
\J  I  0»  Courage  in  Death,  and  Hope  of  the  Resurreaim. 
Tl/'HEN  God  is  nigh,  my  faith  is  strong ; 
»  '    His  arm  is  my  almighty  prop  ; 
/     Be  glad,  my  heart ;  rejoice,  my  tongue, 
My  dying  flesh  shall  rest  in  hope. 

3  Though  in  the  dust  I  lay  my  head. 
Yet,  gracious  God,  thou  wilt  iKjt  leave 

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t)EATH  AXD  THE  RESURRECTION. 
My  soul  forever  wth  the  dead, 
Nor  lose  liiy  children  in  tiie  grave. 

3  My  flesh  shall  thy  firet  call  obey. 
Shake  oft  the  dust,  ar^  rise  on  high  ; 
Then  shalt  thou  lead  the  womJrous  way 
Up  to  thy  throne  above  tlie  sky. 

4  There  streams  of  endless  pleasure  flow  ■. 
And  full  discoveries  of  thy  grace 
(Which  we  but  tasted  here  below) 
Spread  heavenly  joys  through  all  the  place. 

6^  A  HYISIN  110.  B.  2.  S.  M.       A.\ler'  — 

4  TT.    triumphing  over  Death  in  Hope  of  the 

Resurrection. 
p       \  KD  must  this  body  die? 
-t»-  This  mortal  frame  decay? 
And  must  these  active  limbs  of  mine 
Lie  mould'ring  in  the  clay? 
J)  2     Corruption,  earth,  and  worms, 
Shall  but  refine  this  Hesh, 
Till  my  triumphant  spirit  comes 
To  put  it  on  afresh. 

3  God,  my  Redeemer,  lives, 
And  oflen,  from  the  skies. 

Looks  down  and  watches  all  my  dust, 
Till  he  shall  bid  it  rise. 

4  Array 'd  in  glorious  grace 
Shall  these  vile  bodies  shine, 

And  every  shape,  and  every  face, 
Look  heavenly  and  divine. 

/  5      These  lively  hopes  we  owe 
To  Jesus'  (lying  love  ; 
We  would  adore  his  grace  below, 
And  sing  his  power  above. 
6     Dear  Lord,  accept  the  praise 
Of  these  our  humble  songs, 
i      Till  tunes  of  nobler  sound  we  raise 
Svith  our  immortal  tongues. 
£»iy  K         HYMN  102.  B.  2.  L.  M.  Dreadeo 

Xj  i  0»         ^  f^(^ppy  Resurrection. 

rO,  I'll  repine  at  death  no  more, 
But  with  a  cheerful  gasp  resign 
To  the  cold  dungeon  of  the  grave 
These  dying,  withering  limbs  of  mine. 
p  2  Let  worms  devour  my  wasting  flesh, 
And  cnmible  all  my  bones  to  dust, 
I»Iy  God  shall  raise  my  frame  anew 
At  the  revival  of  the  juot. 


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DAY  OF  JUDGMENT. 

/  3  Break,  sacred  morning,  thioueh  the  skies, 
Brin?  that  deh?htfui,  dreadful  day  ; 
Cut  short  the  hours,  dear  Lord,  and  come, 
Thy  lingering  wheels,  how  long  they  stay  I 

p  4  [Our  weary  spirits  faint  to  see 
The  light  of  thy  returning  face, 
And  hoar  the  language  ot  those  lips 
Where  God  has  shed  his  richest  grace.] 

/  5  [Haste,  tiien,  upon  the  wintrs  of  love, 
Rouse  all  the  pious  sleeping  clay. 
That  we  may  join  in  heavenly  joys, 
And  sing  the  triumph  of  the  day.] 


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DAY  OF  JUDGMENT. 

IJYMN  65.  B.  1.  L.  M.     Winchelsea. 

•  The  World  become  the  Kingdom  of  our  Lord. 

LET  the  seventh  angel  sound  on  high, 
Let  shouts  be  heard  through  all  the  sky  ; 
Kings  of  the  earth,  with  glad  accord,, 
Give  up  your  kingdoms  to  the  Lord. 

2  Almighty  God.  thy  power  assume. 
Who  wast,  and  art,  and  art  to  come  : 
Jesus,  the  Lamb,  who  once  was  slain, 
For  ever  live,  for  ever  reign. 

3  The  angry  nations  fret  and  roar. 

That  they  can  skiy  the  saints  no  more  ; 
On  wings  of  vengeance  flios  our  God 
To  pay  the  l>)ng  arrears  of  blood. 

4  Now  must  the  rising  dead  appear. 
Now  the  decisive  sentence  hear ; 
Now  the  dear  martyrs  of  the  Lord 
Receive  an  infinite  reward. 

PSA.LM  97.  1st  Part.  L.  M.    Ola  Hundred 

•  Christ  rdgning  in  Heaven,  ard  coming  to 
JudgTumt. 

HE  reigns  ;  the  Lord,  the  Saviour  reigns  ; 
Praise  him  in  evangelic  strains ; 
Let  the  whole  earth  in  songs  rejoice, 
And  distant  Islands  join  their  voice. 
8  Deep  are  his  counsels,  and  unknown  ; 
But  grace  and  truth  support  his  throne : 
Though  gloomy  clouds  his  way  surround, 
Justice  is  their  eternal  ground, 
s  3  In  robes  of  judgment,  lo !  he  comes. 

Shakes  the  wide  earth,  and  cleaves  the  tombs  j 


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DAY  OF  JUDGMENT. 

Before  him  bums  devouring  fire, 
The  mountains  melt,  the  seas  retire. 
4  His  enemies,  with  sore  Hisrray, 
/    Fly  from  the  sight,  and  shun  the  dav : 
Then  hft  your  heads,  ye  .saints,  on  liigh, 
And  sing,  for  your  redemption's  nigh. 
fJTft         HYMN  107.  B.  2.  C.  M.         Wood  and. 
\J  4  <D*  -j^f^g  ^I'srlasting  Absence  of  God  vUoUraiU,, 

THAT  a^vful  day  will  surely  come, 
Th'  appointed  hour  makes  haste. 
When  I  must  stand  before  my  Judge, 
And  pa^s  the  solemn  test. 
2  Thou  lovely  chief  of  all  my  joys, 
Thou  sovereign  of  my  heart. 
How  could  I  bear  to  hear  thy  voice 
Pronounce  the  sound,  Depart  7 
a  8  [The  thunder  of  that  dismal  word 
Would  so  torment  my  ear, 
'Twould  tear  my  soul  asunder,  Lord, 
With  most  tornientine  fear.] 
4  [What !  to  be  banish'd  Irom  my  life, 
And  yet  forbid  to  die! 
To  hnger  in  eternal  pain. 
Yet  death  for  ever  fly ! 
p  5  0  ^vretched  state  of  deep  despair, 
To  see  my  God  remove, 
And  fix  my  doleful  station  where 
I  must  not  taste  his  love ! 

6  Jesus,  I  tiirow  my  arms  around, 

And  hang  upon  thy  breast ; 
Without  a  gracious  smile  from  thee 
My  spirit  cannot  rest. 

7  0  tell  me  that  my  worthless  name 

Is  graven  on  thy  hands  ; 
Show  me  some  promise  in  thy  book 
Where  my  salvation  stands  ! 

8  Give  me  one  kind  assuring  word 

To  sink  my  fears  again  ; 
And  cheerfully  my  soul  shall  wait 

Her  threescore  years  and  ten.  J 
f^TQ         P3ALM  9.  1st  Pan.  G.  M.  Bray 

D  «  i7»  iiy  2th  and  Mercy  from  the  JudgmeM  S.iai. 

WITH  my  whole  heart  I'll  raise  my  song, 
Thy  wonders  I'll  proclaim  ; 
Thou,  sovereign  Judge  of  right  and  wrong, 
Wilt  put  my  foes  to  shame. 
2  I'll  sing  thy  majesty  and  grace  ; 
My  God  prepares  his  throne 


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DAY  OF  JUDGMENT. 

To  judge  tlie  world  in  righteousness, 
And  naake  his  vengeance  known. 

3  Then  shall  the  Lord  a  refuge  prove 

For  all  the  poor  opprest, 
T  J  save  the  people  of  his  love, 
And  give  the  weary  rest. 

4  r  le  men  that  know  thy  name  will  trust 

[n  thy  abundant  erace  ; 
P.>r  thou  hast  ne'er  forsook  the  just, 
Who  humbly  seek  thy  face. 

5  Sing  praises  to  the  righteous  Lord, 

Who  dwells  on  Zion's  hill, 
WTio  executes  his  threatening  word, 
And  doth  his  grace  fulfil. 

HYMN  45.  B.  1.  C.  M.  AmnaeL 

The  last  Judgment. 

SEE,  where  the  great  incarnate  God 
Fills  a  majestic  throne, 
While  from  the  skies  his  awful  voice 
Bears  the  last  judgment  down. 

2  r  I  am  the  Fii^t  and  I  tlic  Last, 

'  Through  endless  years  the  same  ; 
I  AM  is  my  memorial  still, 
'  And  my  eternal  name. 

3  '  Such  favours  as  a  God  can  give 

'  My  royal  grace  bestows  ; 
'  Ye  thirsty  souls,  come  taste  the  streams 
'  AVhere  lite  and  pleasure  flows.] 

4  ['  The  saint  that  triumphs  o'er  his  sins, 

'I'll  own  him  for  a  son, 
*  rh^  whole  creation  shall  rewaid 
'  The  conquests  he  has  won, 

5  *  But  bloody  hands,  and  hearts  unclean, 

'  And  all  the  lying  race, 
'  The  faittiless  and  the  scoffing  crew, 
'  That  spurn  at  otfer'd  grace  ; 

6  '  rhey  shall  be  taken  from  my  sight, 

'  Bound  fast  in  iron  chains, 
'  And  headlong  plung'd  into  the  lake 
'  Where  fire  and  darkness  reigns.'] 

7  0  may  I  stand  before  the  Lamb, 

"When  earth  and  seas  are  fled ! 
And  hear  the  Judge  pronounce  my  name 
"With  blessings  on  my  head  ! 

8  May  I  with  those  for  ever  dwell 

"Who  here  were  my  delight. 
While  sinners,  banish'd  down  to  hell, 
No  more  oflend  ray  sight. 


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DAY  OF  JUDGMENT. 

PSALM  50.  I3t  Part.  C.  M.       London. 

The  last  Judgmenl ;  or,  the  Saints  rewarded. 

THE  Lord,  the  Judge,  before  his  throne 
Bids  the  whole  earth  draw  nigh, 
The  nations  near  the  rising  sun, 
And  near  the  western  sky. 
S  No  more  shall  bold  blasphemers  say, 
'Judgment  will  ne'er  begin  ;' 
No  more  abuse  his  long  delay 
To  impudence  and  sin. 

3  Tbron'd  on  a  cloud  our  God  shall  come, 

Bright  flames  prepare  his  way, 
Thunder  and  darkness,  fire  and  storm. 
Lead  on  the  dreadful  day. 

4  Heaven  from  above  his  call  shall  bear, 

Attending  angels  come. 
And  earth  and  fiell  shall  know,  and  fear 
His  justice  and  their  doom. 

5  'But  gather  all  my  saints,'  he  cries, 

*  Whose  peace  is  made  with  God 
'By  the  Redeemer's  sacrifice, 

'  And  seal'd  it  with  his  blood. 

6  '  Their  faith  and  works  brought  forth  to  light, 

'  Shall  make  the  world  confess 

'  My  sentence  of  reward  is  right, 

'  And  heaven  adore  my  grace." 

PSALM  50.  3d  Part  C.  M.      St.  Ann's 
The  Judgment  of  Hypocrites. 
■VyHEN  Christ  to  judgment  shall  descend, 
»»    And  saints  surround  their  Lord, 
He  calls  the  nations  to  attend, 
And  hear  his  awful  word. 

2  '  Not  for  the  want  of  bullocks  slain 

'  SVill  I  the  world  rejsrove  ; 
'  Altars  and  rites  and  forms  are  vain, 
'  Without  the  fire  of  love. 

3  '  And  what  have  hj-pocrites  to  do 

'  To  bring  their  sacrifice  ? 
'  They  call  my  statutes  just  and  true, 
'  But  deal  in  theft  and  lies. 

4  '  Could  you  expect  to  's<;ape  my  sight, 

'  And  sin  without  control  ? 
'  But  I  shall  bring  your  crimes  to  light, 

*  With  anguish  in  your  soul.' 

5  Consider,  ye  that  slight  the  Lord, 

Before  his  wrath  appear  ; 
If  once  you  fall  beneath  his  sword, 
There's  no  deliverer  there. 


DAY  OF  JUDGMENT. 
^^ft^  PSALM  50.  Acceptance. 

O  O  O  »  y/jg  last  Judgment. 

THE  Lord,  the  Sovereign,  sends  his  summons  forth, 
Calls  the  south  nations,  and  awakes  the  north  ; 
From  east  to  west  the  sounaing  orders  spread 
Through  distant  worlds  and  regions  of  the  dead  ; 
No  nunc  shall  atheists  mock  his  long  delay  ; 
His  vengeance  sleeps  no  more  :  hehold  the  day! 
Behold,  the  Judge  descends  ;  his  guaids  are  nigh! 
Tempe«t  and  fire  attend  him  down  the  sky : 
Heaven,  earth,  and  hell  draw  near ;  let  all  thin-'s 

come 
To  hear  his  justice,  and  the  sinner's  doom  ; 
■  But  gather  first  my  saints,'  (tiie  Judge  commands,/ 
'  Bring  ihem,  ye  angels,  from  their  distant  lands. 

3  '  Behold,  my  covenant  stands  for  ever  good, 
'  Seal'd  by  th'  eternal  sacriiice  in  blood, 

'  And  sign'd  with  all  their  names ;  the  Greek,  the 

Jew, 
'  That  paid  the  ancient  worship  or  the  new : 
,  ^    '  Thero's  no  distniction  here  :    come,  spread  theii 
■  thixmes, 

'  And  near  me  seat  my  favourites  and  my  eons. 

4  '  I,  their  Almighty  Saviour  and  their  God, 

'  I  am  their  judge  :  ye  heavens,  proclaim  abroad 
'>My  just  eternal  sentence,  anil  declare 
'Those  awhil  truths  that  sinners  dread  to  hear : 
'  Sinnois  in  Zion,  tremble  and  retire  ; 
'  I  doom  the  painted  hypocrite  to  tire. 

5  '  Silent  I  waited  with  long-suffering  love, 

'  But  didst  thou  hope  that  I  should  ne'er  reprove  ? 
'  And  cherish  such  an  impious  thought  within, 
'  That  God  the  righteous  would  indulge  thy  sin  ? 
'  Behold  my  terrors  now  -.  my  thunders  roll, 
'  And  thy  own  crimes  affright  thy  guilty  soul.' 

6  Sinners,  awake  betimes  ;  ye  fools,  be  wise  ; 
Awake,  before  this  dreadful  morning  rise  ; 

Change   your  vain  thoughts,    your  crooked  woiks 

amend, 
Fly  to  Ihe  Saviour,  make  the  judge  your  friend  ; 
Lest  like  a  lion  his  last  vengeance  tear 
Your  trembling  souls,  and  no  deliv'rer  near. 
f\^A  PSALM  50.  lO's.  Judgment. 

npHK  God  of  Glory  sends  his  summons  forth, 
■■-   Calls  the  south  nations,  and  awakes  the  north  ; 
From  east  to  west  the  sovereign  orders  spread 
Through  distant  worlds  and  regions  of  the  dead : 
The  trumpet  sounds  ;  hell  trembles !  heaven  rejoices 
Lilt  up  your  heads,  ye  saints,  with  chonrfiil  voices 


HELL  AND  HEAVEN. 

2  No  more  shall  atheists  mock  bis  long  delay ; 
His  vengeance  sleeps  no  more  ;  behold  the  day ; 
Behold,  the  jiidee  descends  ;  his  guards  are  nigh  I 
Tempests  and  ffrc  attend  him  down  the  sky  :  " 
Wlicn  God  apiJears,  all  nature  shall  adore  him ; 
Wliile  sinners  tremble,  saints  rejoice  before  him : 

3  '  Heaven,  earth,  and  hell  draw  near ;  let  all  things 

come 
'  To  hear  my  justice,  and  the  sinner's  doom  ; 
'  But  gather  fir;t  my  saints,'  the  Judge  commands; 
'  Bring  them,  ye  angels,  from  their  distant  lands : 
When  Christ  returns,  wake  every  cheerful  passior, 
And  shout,  ye  saints  ;  he  comes  for  your  salvation. 

4  '  Behold,  my  covenant  stands  for  ever  good, 
'  Seal'd  by  th'  eternal  sacrifice  in  blood, 

'  And  sign'd  with  all  their  names ;  the  Greek,  the 

Jew, 
'  That  paid  the  ancient  worship  or  the  new  :' 
There's  no  distinction  here  :  join  all  your  voices. 
And  raise  your  heads,  ye  saints,  for  heaven  rejoices. 

5  '  Here,'  saith  the  Lord,   '  ye  angels,    spread  their 

thrones, 
'  And  near  me  seat  my  favourites  and  my  sons  : 
'  Come,  my  redeem'd,  possess  the  joys  prepar'd 
'  Ere  time  began  ;  'tis  your  divine  reward :' 
When  Christ  returns,  wake  every  cheerful  passion  : 
And  shout,  ye  samts,  he  comes  for  your  salvation. 


685 


HELL  ATsD  HEAVEN. 

HYJMN  44.  B.  2.  L.  M.       Costellow. 
Hdl ;  or.  the  Vengearux  of  God. 
TiriTH  holy  fear  and  humble  song, 
»  »    The  dreadful  God  our  souls  adore  ; 
Reverence  and  awo  become  the  tongue 
That  speaks  the  terrors  of  his  power. 

2  Far  in  the  deep  where  darkness  dwells, 
The  land  of  horror  and  despair. 
Justice  has  built  a  dr-^mal  hell, 

And  laid  her  stores  of  vengeance  there. 

3  [Eternal  plagues  and  heavy  chains, 
Tormentin^j  racks  and  fiery  coals. 
And  darts  t'  inflict  immortal  pams, 
Dipp'd  ill  the  blood  of  damned  souls.] 

4  [There  Satan,  the  first  sinner,  lies, 
And  roars  and  bites  his  iron  bands  ; 
In  vain  the  rebel  strives  to  rise, 

Cnjsh'd  with  the  weight  of  both  thine  hands.' 


N' 


HEAVEN. 

p  5  There  guilty  ghosts  of  Adam's  race 
Shriek  out,  and  howl  beneath  thy  rod  ; 
Once  they  could  scorn  a  Saviour's  grace 
But  they  incens'd  a  dreadful  God. 
J  6  Tremble,  my  soul,  and  kiss  the  Son  : 
Sinner,  obey  the  Saviour's  call ; 
Else  your  damnation  hastens  on, 
And  hell  gapes  wide  to  wait  your  fall. 
fiftfi  HYMN  105.  B.  1.  C.  M.       Peterboro'. 

^^^  •        Heaven  invisible  and  holy. 

[OR  eye  hath  seen,  nor  ear  hath  heard, 
Nor  sense  nor  reason  known, 
What  joys  the  Father  has  prepar'd 
For  those  that  love  the  Son. 

2  But  the  good  Spirit  of  the  Lord 

Reveals  a  heaven  to  come. 

The  beams  of  glory  in  his  word 

Allure  and  guide  us  home. 

3  Pure  are  the  joys  above  the  sky, 

An<l  all  the  region  peace  ; 

No  wanton  lips  nor  envious  eye 

Can  see  or  taste  the  bliss. 

4  Those  holy  gates  for  ever  bar 

Pollution,  sin,  and  shame  ; 
None  shall  obtain  admittance  there 
But  followers  of  the  Lamb. 

5  He  keeps  the  Father's  book  of  life, 

There  all  their  names  are  found  ; 
The  hypocrite  in  vain  shall  strive 
To  tread  the  heavenly  ground. 
£^Qy  HYMN  86.  B.  2.  C.  M.  «S€imo3. 

\}<0  I  •  -preedom  from,  Sin,  and  Misery  in  Hi^vtu.. 
^UR  sins,  alas,  how  strong  tliey  be  i 
And  like  a  violent  sea 
They  break  our  duty,  Lord,  to  thee, 
And  hurry  us  away. 

2  The  waves  of  trouble,  how  they  rise ' 

How  loud  the  temi)ests  roar ! 
But  death  shall  land  our  weary  souls 
Safe  on  the  heavenly  shore. 

3  There  to  fulfil  his  sweet  commands 

Our  speedy  feet  shall  move. 
No  sin  shall  clog  our  winged  zeal, 
Or  cool  our  burning  love. 
/  4  There  shall  we  sit,  and  sing,  and  tell  ,'• 

The  wonders  of  his  grace, 
Till  heavenly  raptures  fire  our  hearts, 
And  smile  in  every  face. 


O^ 


w^ 


HEAVEN. 

5  For  ever  his  dear  sacred  name 
Shall  dwell  upon  our  tongue, 
And  Jesus  and  salvation  be 
The  close  of  every  song- 
CiQ.Q.  HYMN  40.  B.  1.  L.  M.        Newcourt. 

"^^*  The  Business  and  Blessedness  of  glorified 
Saints. 
'HAT  happy  men,  or  angels  these, 
■  That  all  their  robes  are  spotless  white) 
'  Whence  did  this  glorious  troop  arrive 
'  At  the  pure  realms  of  heavenly  light?' 

2  From  tori'ring  racks  and  burning  fires, 
And  seas  of  their  own  blood  they  came  ; 
But  nobler  blood  has  wash'd  their  robes, 
Flowing  from  Christ  the  dying  Lamb. 

3  Now  they  approach  th'  almighty  throne, 
"With  loud  hosanaas  night  and  day. 
Sweet  anthems  to  the  great  Three  One 
Measure  their  bless'd  eternity. 

4  No  more  shall  hunger  pain  their  souls, 
He  bids  their  parching  thirst  be  gone. 
And  spreads  the  shadow  of  his  wings 
To  screen  them  from  the  scorching  sun 

5  The  Lamb  that  fills  the  middle  throne 
Shall  shed  around  his  milder  beams, 
There  shall  they  feast  on  his  rich  love. 
And  drink  full  joys  from  living  streams. 

,/  6  Thus  shall  their  mighty  bliss  renew 

Through  the  vast  round  of  endless  years, 

And  the  soft  hand  of  sovereign  grace 

Heals  all  their  wounds,  and  wipes  their  tears. 

( »GQ  HYMN  41.  B.  1.  C.  M.  Martyrs. 

\.l  O  C7  .  2-^3  Martyrs  glorified. 

THESE  glorious  minds,  how  bright  they  shine  I 
'  Whence  all  their  white  array? 
'  How  came  they  t(j  the  happy  seats 
'  Of  everlasting  day  ?' 

2  From  tort'ring  pains  to  endless  joys 

On  fiery  wheels  they  rode, 
And  strangely  wash'd  their  raiment  white 
In  Jesus'  dying  blood. 

3  Now  they  approach  a  spotless  God, 

And  bow  before  his  throne; 
Their  warbling  harps  and  sacred  songs 
Adore  the  Holy  One. 

4  The  ur-veil'd  glories  of  hiS'face 

Amongst  his  saints  reside, 
while  the  rich  treasure- of  his  grace 
Sees  all  their  wants  supplied. 


()90. 


HEAVEN. 

5  Tormenting  thirst  shall  leave  their  souls, 

And  hungor  flee  as  fast ; 
The  fruit  of  life's  immorfai  tree 
Shall  be  their  sweet  repast. 

6  The  Lamb  shall  lead  his  heavenly  flock 

"Where  living  fountains  rise, 

And  love  divine  shall  wipe  away 

The  sorrows  of  their  eyes. 

HYMN  33.  B.  2.  C.  M.    Brattle-Street. 
The  blessed  Society  in  Heaven. 
f     "p  AISE  thee,  my  soul,  fly  up  and  run 
XV  Throuah  every  heavenly  street, 
And  say,  Theres  naught  below  the  sun 
That's  worthy  of  thy  feet. 

2  [Thus  will  we  mount  on  sacred  wings, 

And  tread  the  courts  above  ; 
Nor  earth,  nor  all  her  mightiest  things, 
Shall  tempt  our  meanest  love.] 

3  There  on  a  high  majestic  throne 

Th'  Almighty  Father  reigns, 
And  sheds  his  glorious  goodness  down 
On  all  the  blissful  plains. 

4  Bright  like  the  sun  the  Saviour  sits, 

And  spreads  eternal  noon, 
No  evenings  there,  nor  gloomy  nights, 
To  want  the  feeble  moon. 

5  Amidst  those  ever-sliining  skies 

Behold  the  Sacred  Dove, 
While  banish'd  sin  and  isorrow  flies 
From  all  the  realms  of  love. 

6  The  glorious  tenants  of  the  place 

Stand  bending  round  the  throne  ; 
And  saints  and  seraphs  sing  and  praise 
The  infinite  Three  One. 

7  [But  O  what  beams  of  heavenly  grace 

Transport  them  all  the  while! 
Ten  thousand  smiles  from  Jesus'  face, 
And  love  in  every  smile  !] 
/  8  Jesus,  0  wlien  shall  that  dear  day, 
That  joyful  hour  appear, 
"When  I  shall  leave  this  house  of  clay 
To  dwell  amongst  them  there  ? 

HYMN  68.  B.  2.  C.  !M.       New  York. 
The  humble  Worship  of  Heaven, 

FATHER,  I  leng,  1  faint  to  see 
The  place  of  thine  abode, 
I'd  leave  thy  earthly  courts  and  flee 
Up  to  thy  seat,  my  God ! 


(91 


HEAVEN. 

2  Here  I  behold  thy  distant  face, 

And  'tis  a  pleasing  sight ; 
But  to  abide  in  thine  embrace 
Is  infinite  delight. 

3  I'd  part  with  ail  the  joys  of  sense 

To  gaze  upon  thy  throne  ; 
Pleasure  springs  fresh  for  ever  thenccs 
Unspeakable,  unknown. 

4  [There  all  the  heavenly  hosts  are  seen, 

In  shining  ranks  they  move, 
And  drink  immortal  \igour  in 

With  wonder  and  with  love. 
s  5  Then  at  thy  feet  with  awful  fear 

Th'  adoring  armies  fall ; 
With  joy  they  shrink  to  mthmg  there 

Before  th'  eternal  All. 
6  There  I  would  ne  with  all  the  host 

In  duty  and  in  bliss, 
While  less  than  TWthlrig  I  could  boast, 

Awiivanity*  confess.] 
p  7  The  more  thv  glories  strike  mine  eyes, 

The  humbler  I  shall  lie  ; 
Thus,  while  I  sink,  my  joys  shall  rise 

Unmeasurably  high. 

£:>Q9  HYMN  91.  B.  0.  C.  M.        Woodl^  nd 

\JyJfv    rpf^g  Glory  of  Christ  in  Htaven. 

THE  delights,  the  heavenly  joys. 
The  glorits  of  the  place 
Where  Jesus  sheds  the  brightest  beaiBS 
Of  liis  overflowing  grace ! 

5  Sweet  majesty  and  awful  love 

Sit  smiling  on  his  brow, 
And  all  the  glorious  ranks  above 
At  humble  distance  bow. 
3  [Princes  to  his  imperial  name 

Bend  their  bright  sceptres  down,  _ 
Dominions,  thrones,  and  powers  rejoice 
To  see  him  wear  the  crown] 
I  4  Archangels  sound  his  lofty  praise 
Through  every  heavenly  street, 
And  lay  their  highest  honours  down 
Submissive  at  his  feet. 
p  5  Those  soft,  those  blessed  feet  of  his, 
That  once  rude  iron  tore. 
High  on  a  throne  of  light  they  stand, 
And  all  the  saints  adore. 
•  Isaiah  %\.  17. 


O 


HEAVEN. 

6  His  head,  the  dear  majestic  head, 

That  cruel  thorns  did  woumi, 
See  what  immortal  glories  shine, 
And  circle  it  around. 

7  This  is  the  man,  th'  exalted  man, 

Whom  we  unseen  adore  ; 
But  when  our  eyes  behold  his  face, 
Our  hearts  shall  love  him  more. 

8  [Lord,  how  our  souls  are  all  on  fire 

To  see  thy  bless'd  abode, 
Oar  tongues  rejoice  in  tunes  of  praise 

To  our  incarnate  God. 
/  9  And  while  our  faith  enjoys  the  sight 

We  long  to  leave  our  clay, 
And  wish  thy  fiery  chariots,  Lord, 

To  fetch  our  souls  away.] 

fJQQ  HYMN  75.  B.  2.  C.  M.     Knarcsboro*. 

\JnJO*  Spiritual  Joys ;  or,  the  Sight  of  Christ. 

FROjM  thee,  my  God,  my  joys  shall  rise, 
And  run  eternal  rounds. 
Beyond  the  limits  of  the  skies, 
And  all  created  bounds. 
I  2  The  holy  triumphs  of  my  soul 
Shall  death  itself  outbrave, 
Leave  dull  mortality  behind, 
And  fly  beyond  the  grave. 
8  There,  where  my  blessed  Jesus  reigns, 
In  heaven's  unmeasur'd  space, 
I'll  spend  a  long  eternity 
In  pleasure  and  in  praise. 
4  MilHons  of  years  my  wondering  eyes 
Shall  o'er  thy  beauties  rove, 
And  endless  ages  I'll  adore 
The  glories  of  thy  love. 
6  Sweet  Jesus,  every  smile  of  thine 
Shall  fresh  endearments  bring, 
And  thousand  tastes  of  new  delight 
From  all  thy  graces  spring. 
/  6  Haste,  my  beloved,  fetch  my  soul 
Up  to  thy  bless'd  abode, 
Ply,  for  my  spirit  longs  to  see 
My  Saviour  and  my  God. 


D0XOLOGIE3. 
DOXOLOGIES. 

CiCkA  HYMN  26.  B.  3.  L.  M.         Rothwi-fl 

^*^^*  A  song  of  Praise  to  the  ever-blessed  Tnnity. 

BLESSED  be  the  Father  and  his  love, 
To  whose  celrstial  source  we  owe 
Rivers  of  endless  joy  above, 
And  rills  of  comfort  here  below. 

2  Glory  to  thee,  great  Son  of  God, 
From  whose  dear  wounded  body  rolls 
A  precious  stream  of  vital  blood, 
Pardon  and  life  for  dying  souls. 

3  We  give  the  sacred  Spirit  praise, 
Who  in  our  hearts  of  sin  and  wo 
Makes  livm?  springs  of  grace  arise, 
And  into  boundless  glori'  flow. 

4  Thus  God  the  I'ather.  God  the  Son, 
And  God  the  Spint  we  adore, 
That  sea  of  life  and  love  unknown. 
Without  a  bottom  or  a  shore. 

695.  HYMN  29.  B.  3.  L.  M.        Monmoutii. 

GLORY  to  God  the  Trinity, 
Who.^e  name  has  mysteries  unknoAvn; 
In  essence  One,  in  person  Three  ; 
A  social  nature,  yet  alone. 
2  When  all  our  noblest  powers  are  join'd 
The  honours  of  thy  name  to  raise, 
Thy  glories  overmatch  our  mind, 
And  angels  faint  beneath  the  praise. 

696.  HYI\IX  32.  B.  3.  L.  M.      Old  Hund.rd. 

TO  God  the  Father,  God  the  Son, 
And  God  the  Spirit,  Three  in  One. 
Be  honour,  praise,  and  glory  given. 
By  all  on  earth,  and  all  in  heaven. 

aCX'Y  HYMN  33.  B.  3.  L.  M.  Antigtia. 

^^*»  Or  thus: 

ALL  glory  to  thy  wondrou.s  name, 
Father  of  irercy,  God  of  love. 
Thus  we  exalt  the  Lord,  the  Lamb, 
And  thus  we  praise  the  heavenly  Dove. 


698.       HYMN  27.  B.  3.  G.  M.     Tallis'  Chant. 

GLORY  to  God  the  Father's  name. 
Who,  from  our  sinful  race, 


DOXOLOGIES. 

Chose  out  his  favourites  to  proclaim 
The  honours  of  his  grace. 

2  Glory  to  God  the  Son  bis  paid, 

Who  dwelt  in  humble  clay, 
And  to  redeem  us  from  the  dead 
Gave  k^s  own  life  away. 

3  Glory  to  God  the  Spirit  give, 

From  whose  almighty  power 
Our  souls  their  heavenly  birth  derive, 
And  bless  the  happy  hour. 

4  Glory  to  God,  that  reigns  above, 

Th'  eternal  Three  in  One, 
Who,  by  the  wonders  of  his  love, 
Has  made  his  nature  known. 

699.       HYMN  30.  B.  3.  C.  M.         PeterboiC. 

THE  God  of  mercy  be  ador'd, 
Who  calls  our  souls  from  death. 
Who  saves  by  his  redeeming  word. 
And  new-creating  breath. 
2  To  praise  the  Father  and  the  Son, 
And  Spirit  all  di\'ine, 
Tlie  One  in  Three,  and  Three  in  One, 
Let  saints  and  angels  join. 

HYMN  34.  B.  3.  C.  M.  Dun  ?ee. 

NOW  let  the  Father  and  the  Son 
And  Spirit  be  ador'd. 
Where  there  are  works  to  make  him  known, 
Or  saints  to  love  the  Lord. 
(\-t  HYMN  35.  B.  3.  CM. 

^^»  Or  thus  : 

ONOUR  to  thee,  Almighty  Three, 
And  everlasting  One; 
I  All  glory  to  the  Father  be, 

■'  The  Spirit,  and  the  Son. 

:i702.         CM. 

ET  God  the  Father  and  the  Son, 
And  Spirit  be  ador'd, 
Where  there  are  works  to  make  him  known. 
Or  saints  to  love  the  Lord. 


700. 


H' 


V 


703. 


HYMN  28.  B.  3.  1st.  S.  M.   Silver-aticet. 


For  ever  on  our  tongues  ; 
Sinners  from  his  first  love  derive 
The  ground  of  all  their  songs. 


D0X0L0GIE3. 

2  Ye  saints,  employ  your  breath 
In  honour  to  the  Son, 

"MTho  bought  your  souls  from  hell  and  death 
By  offering  up  his  own. 

3  Give  to  the  Spirit  praise 
Of  an  immortal  strain, 

Whose  li^ht  and  power  and  grace  conveys 
Salvation  dowTi  to  men. 

4  While  God  the  Comforter 
Reveals  our  pardon 'd  sin, 

0  may  the  blood  and  water  beaj 
The  same  record  w  ithin. 

5  To  the  great  One  in  Three 
That  seals  this  grace  in  heaven, 

The  Father,  Son,  and  Spirit,  be 
Eternal  glory  given. 


704. 


HYMN  SI.  B.  3.  2d.  S.  M.  Dover 


T  ET  God  the  IMaker's  name 

-■-^  Have  honour,  love,  and  fear, 
To  God  the  Sa\iour  pay  the  same, 

And  God  the  Comforter. 
2     Father  of  Lights  above, 

Thy  mercy  we  adore. 
The  Son  of  thy  eternal  love, 

And  Spirit  of  thy  power. 

705.    HYMN  36.  B.  3.  3d.  S.  M. 

VE  angels  round  the  throne, 
■■■    And  saints  that  dwell  below, 

"Worship  the  Fathor,  love  the  Son, 
And  bJess  the  Spirit  too. 


706 


HYMN  37.  B.  3.  S.  M. 
Or  thus : 

GIVE  to  the  Father  praise- 
Give  glory  to  the  Son, 
And  to  the  Spirit  of  his  grace 
Be  equal  honour  done. 


707. 


L.  P.  M.  Eaton. 


NOW  to  the  Great  and  Sacred  Three, 
The  Father,  Son,  and  Spirit,  be 
Eternal  praise  and  glory  given, 
Tiirough  all  the  worlds  where  God  is  knovm. 
By  all  the  angels  near  the  throne. 
And  all  the  saints  in  earth  and  heaven. 


T08, 


DOXOLOGIES. 
HYMN  38.  B.  3.  6'8  &  S'a.      Bethesda. 
A  Song  of  Praise  to  the  Blessed  Trinity, 


I  GIVE  immortal  praise 
To  God  the  Father's  love, 
For  all  m}'  comforts  here, 
And  better  hopes  above  : 
He  sent  his  own  Eternal  Son 
To  die  for  sins  That  man  had  done. 

%     To  God  the  Son  belongs 
Immortal  glory  too, 
Who  bought  us  with  his  blood 
From  everlasting  wo : 
And  now  he  lives,  And  now  he  reigns, 
And  sees  the  fruit  Of  all  his  pains. 

S     To  God  the  Spirit's  name 

Immortal  worship  give, 

Whose  new-creating  power 

Makes  the  dead  sinner  live : 
His  work  completes  The  great  design, 
And  fills  the  soul  With  joy  divine. 

«     Almighty  God,  to  Thee 
Be  endless  honours  done, 
The  undivided  Three, 
And  the  mysterious  One  : 
Where  reason  fads,  With  all  her  powers  ; 
There  faith  prevails.  And  love  adores. 


709. 


HYMN  39.  B.  3.  H.  M.  ZioR. 


T^ 


,1 


^0  Him  that  chose  us  first 
Before  the  world  began, 
To  Him  that  bore  the  curse 
To  save  rebellious  man, 
To  Him  that  form'd  Our  hearts  anew 
Is  endless  praise,  And  glory  due. 

2     The  Father's  love  shall  run 
Throughout  immortal  songs, 
We  bring  to  God  the  Son 
Hosannas  on  our  tongues  ; 
Our  lips  address  The  Spirit's  name 
With  equal  praise.  And  zeal  the  same. 

3  Let  every  saint  above. 
And  angels  round  the  throne, 
For  ever  bless  and  love 
The  Sacred  Three  in  One  ; 
Thus  heaven  shall  raise  His  honours  high 
When  earth  and  time  Grow  old  and  die. 

26 


no. 


H03ANXAS. 
HYMN  40.  B.  3.  Amberst. 

TO  God  the  Father's  throne 
Perpetual  honours  raise ; 
Glory  to  God  the  Son, 
To  God  the  Spirit  praise : 
And  while  our  hps  Their  tribute  bring, 
Our  faith  adores  The  name  we  sing. 

T'  1 1 ,  H.  M.  or  6's  &  S's.  Bi  thesda. 

TO  God  the  Father's  throne 
Perpetual  honours  raise, 
Glory  to  God  the  Son, 
To  God  the  Spirit  praise ; 
With  all  our  p.o\vers,  Eternal  King, 
Thy  name  wc  sing,  While  faith  adores. 


712. 


HY:\Df  41.  B.  3.  H.  M.  or  6"s  &  S's. 


TO  our  eternal  God, 
The  Father  and  the  Son, 
And  Spirit  all  divine, 
Three  mysteries  in  One, 
Salvation,  power.  And  praise  be  given, 
By  all  on  earth,  And  all  in  heaven. 


THE  HOSANNAS  ;     OR,    SALVATION  ASCRTBED 
TO   CHRIST. 


713. 


HYMN  42.  B.  3.  L.  M.  Pvirtu^ai 


HOSAXNA  to  King  David's  Son, 
Who  reigns  on  a  superior  throne  ; 
We  bless  the  Prince  of  heavenly  birth, 
Who  brings  salvation  down  to  earth. 
2  Let  every  nation,  every  age. 
In  this  delightful  work  engage ; 
Old  men  and  babes  in  Sion  sing 
The  growing  glories  of  her  King. 

714.  HYMN  43.  B.  3.  C.  M.       St.  George. 

HOSANXA  to  the  Prince  of  grace, 
Sion,  behold  thy  King  ; 
Proclaim  the  Son  ot  Da\ill'9  race, 
And  teach  the  babes  to  sing. 
2  Hosanna  to  th'  incarnate  Word, 
Who  from  the  Father  came  ; 
r^Ke  salvation  to  the  Lord, 
ta  blessings  on  his  name. 


H- 


HOSANNAS. 
*y|  K        HYMN  16.  B.  1.  C.  M.  Dundee. 

S  XO*  Hosanna  to  Christ,  Matt.  xxi.  9. 
fOSANNA  to  the  royal  Son 
Of  David's  ancient  line, 
His  natures  two,  his  person  one 
Mysterious  and  divine. 
8  The  root  of  David  here  we  find. 
And  offspring  is  the  same ; 
Eternity  and  time  are  join'd 
In  our  Immanuel's  name. 

3  Blest  he  that  comes  to  \'Tetched  men 

With  peaceful  news  from  heaven  ; 
Hosannas  of  the  highest  strain 
To  Christ  the  Lord  be  given. 

4  Let  mortals  ne'er  refuse  to  take 

Th'  hosanna  on  their  tongues, 
Lest  rocks  and  stones  should  rise,  and  break 
Their  silence  into  songs. 

'Vl  £»         HYMN  89.  B.  2.  C.  M.  Victory 

t  X\J»     Christ's  Victory  over  Satan. 

HOSANNA  to  our  conquering  King ! 
The  prince  of  darkness  flies, 
His  troojjs  rush  headlong  down  to  hell, 
Like  lightning  from  the  skies. 

2  There  bound  in  chains  the  lions  roar. 

And  fright  the  rescu'd  sheep, 
But  heavy  bars  confine  their  power 
And  malice  to  the  deep. 

3  Hosanna  to  our  conquering  King, 

All  hail,  incarnate  Love! 
Ten  thousand  songs  and  glories  wait 
To  crown  thy  head  above. 

4  Thy  victories  and  thy  deathless  fame 
Through  the  wide  worid  shall  run, 

And  everlasting  ages  sing 
The  triumph  thou  hast  won. 

HYMN  44.  B.  3.  S.  M.       Silver-sfreet 


717. 


HOSANNA  to  the  Son 
Of  David  and  of  God, 
Who  brought  the  news  of  pardon  down. 
And  bought  it  with  liis  blood. 
To  Christ  the  anointed  King 
Be  endless  blessings  given, 
Let  the  whole  earth  his  glory  sing, 
Who  made  our  peace  with  heaven. 


718. 


HOSANNAS. 

HYMN  45.  B.  3.  6's  &  8's,       Betiesda. 


HOSANNA  to  the  King 
Of  David's  ancient  blood  ; 
Behold,  he  comes  to  bring 
Foreiving  erace  from  God  : 
Let  old  and  young  Attend  his  way, 
And  at  liis  feet  Their  honours  lay. 
^     Glory  to  God  on  high, 
Salvation  to  the  Lamb  ; 
Let  earth,  and  sea,  and  sky 
His  wondrous  love  proclaim  ; 
Upon  his  head  Shall  honours  rest, 
And  every  age  Pronounce  him  blest 


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AN    APPENDIX 

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HYMNS, 


GOD. 

ry  1  Q  I    L.  M.    Dr.  S.  StennetU  AddisOB. 

I  LU»  ^  gg^  of  Praise  to  Ood. 

1  nno  God,  the  universal  King, 

i     Lei  all  mankind  their  tribute  bring  , 
All  that  have  breath,  your  voices  rais«* 
In  songs  of  never-ceasing  praise. 

2  The  spacious  earth  on  which  we  tread, 
And  wider  heavens  stretch'd  o'er  our  head, 
A  large  and  solemn  temple  frame 

To  celebrate  its  Builder's  fame. 

3  Here  the  bright  sun,  that  rules  the  day, 
As  through  the  sky  he  makes  his  way, 
To  all  the  v/orld  proclaims  aloud 

The  boundless  sov'reignty  of  God. 

4  When  from  his  courts  the  sun  retires. 
And  with  the  day  his  voice  expires. 
The  moon  and  stars  adopt  the  song, 

And  through  the  night  the  praise  prolong. 

5  The  listening  earth  with  rapture  hears 
Th'  harmonious  music  of  the  spheres  ; 
And  all  her  tribes  the  notes  repeat. 
Thai  God  is  wise,  and  good,  and  great. 

G  But  man,  endow'd  with  nobler  powers, 
His  God  in  nobler  strains  adores  ; 
His  is  the  gift  to  know  the  song. 
As  well  as  sing  with  tuneful  tongue. 

2    L.M.    Williams's  Psalms.      Old  Hundred. 
The  Unity  of  God,  Deut.  vi.  4. 

1  "pTERNAL  God !  Almighty  Cause 
S-J    Of  earth,  and  seas,  and  worlds  un- 
known ! 
All  things  afe  subject  to  thy  laws. 
All  things  depend  on  thee  alone. 


720 


THE  BEING  AND 

2  Thy  glorious  Beins  sindy  stands, 

Of  all  within  itself  possesl, 

Controird  by  none  are  rhy  commands, 

Thou  from  thyself  alone  art  blest. 

To  thee  alone  ourselves  we  owe  ; 

L.-t  heaven  and  earth  due  homage  pay ; 

All  other  gods  we  disavow, 

Deny  their  claims,  renounce  their  sway, 
4  Spread  thy  great  name  through  heathen 

Their  idol  defties  dethrone  ;       "       [lands; 

E educe  the  world  to  thy  command ; 

And  reign,  as  thou  art,  God  alone. 
tyOI  3    L.  M.  Fawcet 

«'*'■*-•        The  SpirihuUity  of  God,  John  iv.  24. 

J  nnHOU  art,  O  God  !  a  spirit  pure, 

JL     Invisible  to  mortal  eyes; 

Th'  hnmortal,  and  th'  eternal  King, 

The  great,  the  good,  the  only  wise^ 
s  SWTiilst  nature  changes,  and  her  works 

Corrupt,  decay,  dissolve,  and  die. 

Thy  essence  pure  no  change  shall  see, 

Secure  of  immortality. 
s  3  Thou  great  Invisible !  what  hand 

Can  draw  thy  image  spotless  fair; 

To  what  in  heaven,  to  what  on  earth, 

Can  men  th'  immortal  King  compare  ! 
4  Let  stupid  heathens  frame  their  gods 

Of  gold  and  silver,  wood  and  stone  ; 

Ours  is  the  God  that  made  the  heavens  ; 

Jehovah  he,  and  God  alons. 
f  0  JMy  soul,  thy  purest  homage  pay, 

In  truth  and  spirit  him  adore  ; 

I\Iore  shall  this  please  than  sacrifice, 

Than  outward  forms  delight  him  more. 

irrcycy  4    L.  !\I,     Steele.  Angel's  HvDca. 

'  '*'  -^  •     The  Etem  ity  of  God,  ajid  Man's  Mortality. 

1  T  ORD,  thou  hast  been  thy  children's  God, 
JLi  All-powerful,  wise,  and  good,  and  just 
In  every  age  their  safe  abode," 

Their  hope,  their  refuge,  and  their  trust. 

2  Before  thy  word  gave  nature  birth, 
Or  spread  the  starry  heavens  abroad, 


PERFECTIONS  OF  GOD. 

Or  form'd  the  vai  led  face  of  earth, 

From  everlasting  thou  art  God. 
8  3  Great  Father  of  eternity, 

How  short  our  ages  in  thy  sight . 
/    A  thousand  years  how  swift  they  fly ! 

Like  one  short  silent  watch  of  night ! 

4  Uncertain  life,  how  soon  it  flies ! 
Dream  of  an  hour,  how  short  our  bloom ! 
Like  spring's  gay  verdure  now  we  rise, 
Cut  down  ere  night  to  fill  the  tomb. 

5  Teach  us  to  count  our  short'ning  days. 
And  with  true  dilisxence,  apply 

Our  hearts  to  wisdom's  sacred  ways, 
That  we  may  learn  to  live  and  die. 
p  'oO  make  our  sacred  pleasures  rise 
In  sweet  proportion  to  our  pains, 
'Till  e'en  the  sad  remembrance  dies, 
Nor  one  uneasy  thought  complains. 
7  [Let  thy  almighty  work  appear 
With  power  and  evidence  divine  ; 
And  may  the  bliss  thy  servants  share 
Continued  to  their  children  shine. 
S  Thy  glorious  image,  fair  imprest. 
Let  all  our  hearts  and  lives  declare  : 
Beneath  thy  kind  protection  blest, 
May  all  our  labours  own  thy  care !] 

5    L.  M.    Dr.  DodJridge.  Goul 

The  hnmuiability  of  Gtd,  and  the  M-.tiability 
of  ttie  Creation. 

1  /^REAT  Former  of  this  various  frame, 
vT    Our  souls  adore  thine  awful  name  ; 
And  bow  and  tremble  while  they  praise 
The  Ancient  of  et'-^rnal  days. 

2  Thou,  Lord,  with  unsurprised  survey, 
Saw'st  nature  risins  yesterday  ; 
And  as  to-morrow,  shalt  thine  eye 
See  earth  and  stars  in  ruin  lie. 

31}eyond  an  angel's  vision  bright, 
Thou  dwell'st  in  self-existent  light ; 
Which  shines,  with  undiminished  ray, 
While  suns  and  worlds  in  smoke  decay., 
J-  4  Our  days  a  transient  period  run, 
And  change  with  every  circling  sun ; 


723. 


THE  BEING  AND 

And,  in  the  firmest  state  we  boast, 
A  molh  cun  crush  us  into  dust. 

p  5  But  let  the  creatures  fall  around  ; 
Let  death  consign  us  to  the  ground  ; 
Let  the  last  gen'eral  dame  arise, 
And  melt  the  arches  of  the  skies  : 

p  6  Calm  as  the  summer's  ocean,  we 
Can  all  the  wreck  of  nature  see, 
"WTiile  grace  secures  us  an  abode, 
Unshaken  as  the  throne  of  God. 

'70 A.  6    CM.    Dr.  Watts.  BedTori 

4  X>^»  Th£  Infinite, 

1  'T'HY  names,  how  infinite  they  be  ! 
JL     Great  Everlasting  One  ! 
Boundless  thy  might  and  majesty, 

And  uncoufined  tny  throne. 

2  Thy  glories  shine  of  wondrous  size, 

An3  wondrous  large  thy  grace ; 
Immortal  day  breaks  froiii  thine  eyes, 
And  Gabriel  veils  his  face. 

3  Thine  essence  is  a  vast  abyss 

Which  angels  cannot  sound, 
An  ocean  of  Infinities 
Where  all  our  thoughts  are  drown'd. 

4  The  mysteries  of  creation  lie 

Beneath  enlighten'd  minds ; 
Thoudits  can  ascend  above  the  sky, 
f        And  fly  before  ihe  winds  ; 

5  Reason  may  grasp  the  massy  hills. 

And  stretch  from  pole  to  pole  ; 
But  half  thy  name  our  spirits  fills, 

And  overloads  the  soul. 
s  6  In  vain  our  hauehty  reason  swells, 

For  nothing's^fjund  in  thee 
But  boundless  Inconceivables, 

And  vast  Eternity. 

ly  Q  r  7    L.  M.    Merrick.  Wareham. 

•'*"-'•        The  Power  aiid  Providena.  of  God. 
.  1  "17^  servants  of  your  God,  his  fame 
X      In  songs  of  highest  praise  proclaim ; 
Ye  who,  on  his  commaads  intent. 
The  courts  of  Israel's  Lord  frequent ; 


PERFECTIONS  OF  GOD. 

/  2Him  praise— the  everlasting  King, 
And  mercy's  inexhausted  spring : 
Haste,  to  his  name  your  voices  rear ; 
What  name  like  his  the  heart  can  cheer? 
3  Thy  greatness.  Lord,  my  thoughts  attest. 
With  awful  gratitude  impress'cl. 
Nor  know,  among  the  seats  divine, 
A  power  that  shall  contend  with  thine: 

«  4  O  Thou,  whose  all-disposing  sway 

The  heavens,  the  earth,  and  seas  obey; 
Whose  might  through  all  extent  extends. 
Sinks  through  all  Septh,  all  height  trans- 
cends ; 

5  From  earth's  low  margin  to  the  skies, 
Now  bids  the  pregnant  vapours  rise  ; 
The  lightning's  pallid  sheet  expands  ; 
And  glads  with  showers  the,  furrow'd  lands; 

6  Now,  from  thy  storehouse,  built  on  high, 
Permits  ih'  imprison'd  winds  to  fly  ; 
And,  guided  by  thy  will,  to  sweep 

The  surface  of  the  foaming  deep: 
/  7  Him  praise— the  everlasting  King, 
And  mercy's  unexhausted  spring ; 
Haste, to  his  name  your  voices  rear; 
What  name  like  his  the  heart  can  cheer  "i 
1^  C)f*  8    C.  M.  Channouth. 

'  •^  TTie  Omnipresence  and  Omniscience  of  God. 

1  T  ORD!  thou,  with  an  unerring  beam, 
1^    Surveyest  all  my  powers  ; 
My  rising  steps  are  watch'd  by  thee  : 
By  thee,  my  resting  hours. 
«  2My  thoughts  scarce  struggling  into  birth, 
Great  God,  are  known  to  thee  : 
Abroad,  at  home,  still  I'm  enclosed 
With  thine  immensity. 
3  To  thee,  the  labyrinths  of  life 
In  open  view  appear  ; 
Nor  steals  a  whisper  from  my  lips 
Without  thy  listening  ear. 
4Behind  I  glance^  and  thou  art  there, 
Before  me  shmes  thy  name  ; 
And  'tis  thy  strong  almighty  hand 
Sustains  my  tender  fram^. 


lilt  i}Jt-li\Vj  AJSU 

5  Such  knowledge  mocks  the  vain  essays 
Of  my  aslonfsh'd  mind ; 
Nor  can  my  reason's  soaring  eye 
lis  towering  summit  find. 


6  "WTiere  from  thy  Spirit  shall  I  stretch 

The  pinions  of  my  flight  1 
Or  where  lhrou£ih  nature's  spacious  range. 
Shall  I  elude  thy  sight  ? 

7  Scaled  I  the  skies,  the  blaze  divine 

Would  overwhelm  my  soul: 
Plunged  I  to  hell,  there  should  I  hear 
Thine  awful  thunders  roll. 
/  8  If  on  a  morning's  dariins  ray 
With  matchless  speeif  I  rode, 
And  flew  to  the  wild  lonely  shore, 
That  bounds  the  ocean's  flood  ; 
9  Thither  thine  hand,  all-present  God ! 
Blust  guide  the  wondrous  way, 
And  thine  Omnipotence  support 
The  fabric  of  my  clay. 
10  Should  I  involve  myself  around 
With  clouds  of  tenfold  night. 
The  clouds  would  shine  like  blazing  noon 
Before  thy  piercing  sight. 
11 '  The  beams  of  noon,  the  midnight  hour, 
'  Are  txDth  alike  to  thee  : 
*  O  may  I  ne'er  provoke  that  Power 
'  From  which  I  cannot  flee  !' 


727. 


9    CM.    Dr.  Watts.  AbridgB. 

Divine  Sovereignty. 

1  TT'EEP  silence,  all  created  thinss  ; 
XV    And  wait  your  Maker's  nocT; 
Mv  soul  stands  trembling  while  she  sings 
"The  honours  of  her  Goa. 
e  2  Life,  death,  and  hell,  and  worlds  unknown,  ' 
Hang  on  his  firm  decree  : 
He  sits' on  no  precarious  throne, 
Nor  borrows  leave  to  be. 
3  Chain'd  to  his  throne,  a  volume  lies, 
With  all  the  fates  of  men, 


PERFECTIONS  OF  GOD. 

With  every  angel's  form  and  size, 
Drawn  by  th'  Eternal  pen. 

1  His  providence  unfolds  the  book, 
And  makes  his  counsels  shine  ; 
Each  opening  leaf  and  every  stroke 
Fulfils  some  deep  design. 

5  Here  he  exalts  neglected  worms 

To  sceptres  and  a  crown  : 
And  there  the  following  page  he  turns, 
And  treads  the  monarch  down. 

6  Not  Gabriel  asks  the  reason  why, 

Nor  God  the  reason  gives  ; 
Nor  dares  the  favourite  angel  pry 
Between  the  folded  leaves. 

p  7  My  God,  I  would  not  long  to  see 
My  fate  with  curious  eyes, 
What  gloomy  lines  are  writ  for  me, 
Or  what  bright  scenes  may  rise  ; 

8  In  thy  fair  book  of  life  and  grace, 
0  may  I  find  my  name 
Recorded  in  some  humble  place. 
Beneath  my  Lord  the  Lamb ! 

'jnQ  10    7's.    B.  Francis.  Alee 

/  ^  O  •  y^g  Majenty  of  God. 

1  r^  LORY  to  the  eternal  King, 
\jr  Clad  in  majesty  supreme  ! 
Let  all  heaven  his  praises  sing. 
Let  all  worlds  his  power  proclaim. 

2  Through  eternity  he  reigns 
In  unbounded  realms  of  light; 
He  the  universe  sustains 

As  an  atom  in  his  sight. 

3  Suns  on  suns,  through  boundless  space, 
With  their  systems  move  or  stand  , 
Or,  to  occupy  their  place. 

New  orbs  rise  at  his  command. 

4  Kingdoms  flourish,  empires  fall, 
Nations  live,  and  nations  die. 
All  forms  nothing,  nothing  all— 
At  the  movement  of  his  eye. 


THE  BEING  AND 

5  O,  let  rny  transported  soul 
Ever  on  his  glories  gaze  : 
Ever  yield  to  his  control. 
Ever  sound  his  lofty  praise ! 


729. 


11    L.  M.    BeddoDie.  Islin^.rv- 

The  Wisdom  of  God. 


1 TT7AIT,  O  my  soul,  thy  Maker's  will"; 
V  V     Tumultuous  passions,  all  be  still ! 
Nor  let  a  murmuring  thought  arise  ; 
His  ways  are  just,  his  counsels  wise. 

s  2  He  in  the  thickest  darkness  dwells, 
Performs  his  work,  the  cause  conceals; 
But,  though  his  methods  are  unknown, 
Judgraeiiraud  truth  support  his  throne. 
3  In  heaven,  and  earth,  and  air,  and  seas, 
He  executes  his  firm  decrees  ; 
And  by  his  saints  it  stands  confest, 
That  what  he  does  is  ever  best. 

p  4  Wait  then,  my  soul,  submissive  waitj 
Prostrate  before  his  awful  seat : 
And,  midst  tiie  terrors  of  his  rod, 
Trust  in  a  wise  and  gracious  God. 


12    (First  Part)    CM.    Steele. 
The  GoodTieis  of  God.    Nahum  i.  7. 


730, 

1  \/TE  humble  souls,  approach  your  God 
X      With  songs  of  sacred  praise, 
For  he  is  good, Immensely  good, 
And  kind  are  all  his  ways. 
2A11  nature  owns  his  suardian  care, 
In  him  we  live  anci  move  ; 
But  nobler  benefits  declare 
The  wonders  of  his  love. 

3  He  gave  his  Son,  his  only  Son, 

To  ransom  rebel  worms  ; 
'Tis  here  he  makes  his  goodness  known 
In  its  diviner  forms. 

4  To  this  dear  refuge.  Lord,  we  come ; 

'Tis  here  our  hope  relies; 
A  safe  defence,  a  peaceful  home, 
When  storms  of  trouble  rise. 

5  Thine  eye  beholds,  with  kind  regard, 

The  souls  who  trust  in  thee  j 


I 


12    (Second  Part.)    C.  M.  Staoghfon. 

God  is  love.   1  John  iv.  8. 


PERFECTIONS  OF  GOD. 

Their  humble  hope  thou  wilt  reward, 

With  bliss  divinely  free. 
6  Great  God,  to  thy  almighty  love, 

What  honours  shall  we  raise! 
Not  all  the  raptured  songs  above 

Can  render  equal  praise. 

730. 

1  \  MID  the  splendours  of  thy  state, 
XA.    iWy  God,  thy  love  appears 
With  the  soft  radiance  of  the  moon 

Among  a  thousand  stars. 

2  Nature  through  all  her  ample  round 

Thy  boundless  potcer  proclaims, 
And,  in  melodious  accent,  speaks 
The  goodness  of  thy  names. 

3  Thy  justice,  holiness,  and  truth, 

Our  solemn  awe  excite  ; 
But  the  sweet  charms  of  sovereign  grace 
O'erwhelm  us  with  delight. 

4  Sinai,  in  clouds,  and  smoke,  and  fire, 

Thunders  thy  dreadful  name  ; 
But  Sion  sings,  in  melting  notes. 
The  honours  of  the  Lamb. 

5  In  all  thy  doctrines  and  commands, 

Thy  counsels  and  designs, — 
In  every  work  thy  hands  have  framed, 
Thy  love  supremely  shines. 

6  Angels  and  men  the  news  proclaim 

Through  earth  and  heaven  above, 
The  joyful  and  transporting  news. 
That  God  the  Lord  is  Love ! 

13    L.  M    Medley.  RothvrelL 

The  Loving-kindness  of  the  Lord. 

1   A  WAKE,  my  soul,  in  joyful  lays, 
XJL    And  sing  thy  great  Redeemer's  praise^ 
He  justly  claims  a  son^  from  me, 
His" loving-kindness,  O  how  free  ! 

2He  saw  me  ruin'd  in  the  fall, 
Yet  loved  me  notwithstanding  all; 
He  saved  me  from  my  lost  estate, 
His  loving-kindness,  O  how  great  I 


731. 


THE  BEING  AND 

3  Though  numerous  hosts  of  mighty  foes, 
Though  earth  and  hell  my  way  oppose, 
He  safely  leads  my  soul  along, 
His  loving-kindness,  O  how  strong  ' 

s  4  When  trouble,  like  a  gloomy  cloud, 
Has  gather'd  thick  and  thunder'd  loud, 
He  near  my  soul  has  always  stood. 
His  loving-kindness,  O  how  good  ! 

p  5  Often  I  feel  my  sinful  heart 
Prone  from  my  Jesus  to  depart ; 
But  though  I  him  have  oft  forgot, 
His  loving-kindness  changes  not. 
6  Soon  shall  I  pass  the  gloomy  vale, 
Soon  all  my  mortal  powers  must  fail ; 
0 !  may  my  last  expiring  breath 
His  loving-kindness  sing  in  death. 

f7  Then  let  me  mount  and  soar  away 
To  the  bright  world  of  endless  day ; 
And  sing,  with  rapture  and  surprise, 
His  loving-kindness  in  the  skies. 


732. 


14    C.  At 

The  Grace  of  God. 

See  1307. 


733 


15    ll's.  S .  Broughta*. 

The  Mercy  of  God.  Psalm  Ixxibc  1. 

1  fT^HY  mercy,  my  God,  is  the  theme  ol  my 
±         song, 

The  joy  of  my  heart,  and  the  boast  of  my 

tongue ; 
Thy  free  grace  alone,  from  the  first  to  the 

last. 
Hath  won  my  affections,  and  bound  my  soul 

fast. 

2  "Without  thy  sweet  mercy  I  could  not  live 

here. 
Sin  soon  would  reduce  me  to  utter  despair; 
But,  through  thy  free  goodness,  my  spirits 

revive. 
And  He  that  first  made  me  still  keeps  me 

alive. 


PEEI-EoTfONS  OF  GOD. 

3  Thy  mercy  is  more  than  a  match  for  my 

heart, 

Wliich  wonders  to  feel  its  own  hardness  de- 
part; 
p    Dissolved  by  thy  goodness,  I  fall  to  the 
ground, 

And  weep  to  the  praise  of  the  mercy  1  found. 

4  The  door  of  thy  mercy  stands  open  all  day 
To  the  poor  and  the  needy,  who  knock  by 

the  way ; 
No  sinner  shall  ever  be  empty  sent  back. 
Who  comes  seeliing  mercy  for  Jesus's  sake. 

5  Thy  mercy  in  Jesus  exempts  me  from  hell : 
Its  glories  I'll  sing,  and  its  wonders  I'll  tell  : 
'Twas  Jesus  my  "friend,  when  he  hung  on 

the  tree, 
Who  open'd  the  channel  of  mercy  for  mc. 

I  6 Great  Father  of  mercies!   thy  goodness  I 
own. 
And  the  covenant  love  of  thy  crucified  Son  : 
All  praise  to  the  Spirit,  whose  whisper  di- 
vine 
Seals  mercy  and  pardon  and  righteousness 
mine. 
•yO/l  16    7's.  Firths. 

I  0^»        y^  Long-suffering  or  Patience  of  God. 

1 T  ORD,  and  am  I  yet  alive, 

JLj    Not  in  torments,  not  in  hell ! 

Still  doth  thy  good  Spirit  strive  !— 

With  the  chief  of  sinners  dwell ! 
Tell  it  unto  sinners,  tell, 
I  am,  I  am  out  of  hell ! 
2  Yes,  I  still  lift  up  mine  eyes, 

Will  not  of  thy  love  despair  ; 

Still  in  spite  of  sin  I  rise, 

Still  I  bow  to  thee  in  prayer.       Tell  it,  &c. 
30  the  length  and  breadth  of  love  ! 

Jesus,  Saviour,  can  it  be  ! 

All  tliy  mercy's  height  I  prove, 

All  the  depth  is  seen  in  me.         Tell  it,  kc. 
4  See  a  bush  that  burns  with  nre, 

Unconsumed  amid  the  flame  ' 
27 


THE  BEING  AKl) 

Turn  aside  the  sight  t'  admire, 
I  the  living  wonder  am.  Pell  it,  3c.c 

5  See  a  stone  that  hangs  in  air! 
See  a  spark  in  ocean  live  ! 
Kept  alive  with  death  so  near, 
I  to  God  the  glory  give  ; 

Ever  tell— to  sinners  tell, 

I  am,  I  am  out  of  hell ! 


735. 


17    C.  M. 
Tht  Holiness  of  God.  Isaiah  viii.  13. 


1  TTOLY  and  reverend  is  the  name 
Jrl    Of  our  eternal  King : 
Thrice  holy  Lord,  the  ange?s  cry; 

Thrice  holy,  let  us  sing. 

2  Heaven's  brightest  lamps  with  him  com- 

pared, 
How  mean  they  look  and  dim ! 
The  fairest  angels  have  their  spots, 
When  once  compared  with  him. 

3  Holy  is  he  in  all  his  works, 

Aiid  truth  is  his  delight ; 
But  sinners  and  their  wicked  ways 
Shall  perish  from  his  sight, 
s  4  The  deepest  reverence  of  the  mind, 
Pay,  O  my  soul,  to  God ; 
Lift  with  thine  hands  a  holy  heart 
To  his  sublime  abode, 
s  5  With  sacred  awe  pronounce  his  name 
Whom  words  nor  thoughts  can  reach; 
A  broken  heart  shall  please  him  more 
Than  the  best  forms  of  speech. 
C  Thou  holy  God !  preserve  my  soul 
From  all  pollution  free  ; 
The  pure  in  heart  are  thy  delight. 
And  they  thy  face  shall  see. 

PyOO  18   L.  M.    Beddome.  Bath 

*  0\J»  -pfte  Jvstke  and  Goodness  of  God. 

1  i^REAT  God,  my  IMaker,  and  my  Kin?, 
\jr    Cf  thee  I'll  speak,  of  thee  I'll  sing^ 
All  thou  hast  done,  and  all  thou  dost, 
Declare  thee  good,  proclaim  thee  just : 


PERFECTIONS  OF  GOD. 

2  Thy  ancient  thoughts,  and  firm  decrees, 
Thy  threatenings,  and  tny  promises, 
The  joys  of  heaven,  the  pains  of  hell. 
What  angels  taste,  what  devils  teel  : 

3  Thy  terrors,  and  thine  acts  of  grace, 
Thy  threatening  rod  and  smiling  face, 
Thy  wounding  and  thy  healing  word, 
A  world  undone,  a  world  restored ; 

/4  While  these  excite  my  fear  and  joy. 
While  these  my  tuneful  lips  employ ; 
Accept,  O  Lord,  the  humble  song, 
The  tribute  of  a  trembling  tongue. 


737. 


19       L.  M.  PorUigal 

The  Truth  and  Faithfulness  of  God. 

\  TT'E  humble  saints,  proclaim  abroad 
JL      The  honours  of  a  faithful  God  ; 
How  just  and  true  are  all  his  ways ! 
How  much  above  your' highest  praise  ! 

2  The  words  his  sacred  lips  declare, 
Of  his  own  mind  the  image  bear  ; 

What  should  him  temptjlfrom  frailty  free, 
Blest  in  his  self-sufficiency  ? 

3  He  will  not  his  great  self  deny; 
A  God  all  truth  can  never  lie  : 
As  well  might  he  his  being  quit 
As  break  his  oath,  or  word  forget. 

4  Let  frighten'd  rivers  change  their  course, 
Or  backward  hasten  to  their  source  ; 
Swift  through  the  air  let  rocks  be  liurl'd, 
And  mountains  like  the  chaff  be  whirl'd  ; 

5  Let  suns  and  stars  forget  to  rise, 
Or  quit  their  stations  in  the  skies; 
Let  heaven  and  earth  both  pass  away 
Eternal  truth  shall  ne'er  decay, 

6  True  to  his  word,  God  gave  his  Son 

To  die  for  crimes  which  men  had  done ; 
Blest  pledge!  he  never  will  revoke 
A  single  promise  he  has  spoke. 

20       L.  M.        Dr.  Watts.        Kingsbridge. 
God  supreme  and  self-sufficient. 

1  \T7HAT  is  our  God,  or  what  his  name. 
V  V    Nor  men  can  learn,  nor  angels  teach; 
He  dwells  conceal'd  in  radiant  flame, 
Where  neither  eyes  nor  thoughts  can  reach. 


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THE  BEING  AND 

2  The  spacious  worlds  of  heavenly  light, 
Compared  with  him  how  short  they  fall ! 
They  are  too  dark,  and  he  too  bright ; 
Nothing  are  they,  and  God  is  all." 

s  3  He  spoke  the  wondrous  word,  and  lo ! 
Creation  rose  at  his  command ; 
Whirlwinds  and  seas  their  limits  know, 
Bound  in  the  hollow  of  his  hand. 

4  There  rests  the  earth  there  roll  the  spheres. 
There  nature  leans  and  feels  her  prop: 
But  his  own  self-sufficience  bears 

The  weight  of  his  own  glories  up. 

5  The  tide  of  creatures  ebbs  and  flows, 
Measuring  their  changes  by  the  moon: 
No  ebb  his  sea  of  glory  knows  ; 

His  age  is  one  eternal  noon. 
/G  Then  fly,  my  song,  an  endless  round, 
The  lofty  tune  lei  Gabriel  raise  ; 
All  nature  dwell  upon  the  sound, 
But  we  can  ne'er  fulfil  the  praise. 

21       C.  M-         Stennett.  D'lnde* 

Mercy  and  Truth  met  together. 

1TT7HEN  first  the  God  of  boundless  grace 
V  V    Disclosed  his  kind  design 
To  rescue  our  apostate  race 
From  misery,  shame,  and  sin ; 

2  Quick  through  the  realms  of  I'lgbt  and  bliss 

The  joyfuf  tidings  ran  ; 
Each  heart  exulted  at  the  news, 
That  God  would  dwell  with  man. 

3  Yet  midst  their  joys,  they  paused  a  while, 

And  ask'd  with  strange  surprise. 
But  how  can  injured  justice  smile, 
Or  look  with  pitying  eyes  'J 
4  '  [Will  the  Almighty  deign  again 
To  visit  yonder  world  ; 
And  hither  bring  rebellious  men, 
Whence  rebels  once  were  hurl'd  ? 
5 '  Their  tears  and  groans  and  deep  distress 
Aloud  for  mercy  call ; 
But,  ah  i  P  :ust  truth  and  righteousness 
To  mercy,  victims  fall  V 


739. 


1 


PERFECTIONS  OF  GOD. 

6  So  spake  the  friends  of  God  and  man, 
Delighted,  yet  surprised, 
Eager  to  know  tlie  wondrous  plan 
That  wisdom  had  devised.] 
/7The  Son  of  God  attentive  heard, 
And  quickly  thus  replied  : 
'  In  me  let  mercy  be  revered, 
And  justice  satisfied. 
p  8  'Behold  !  my  vital  blood  I  pour 
A  sacrifice  to  God  ; 
Let  angry  justice  now  no  more 
Demand  the  sinner's  blood.' 
/  9  He  spake,  and  heaven's  high  arches  rung 
With  shouts  of  loud  applause  ; 
*  He  died  !'  the  friendly  angels  sung, 
Nor  cease  their  rapturous  joys. 
^  Af\  22        CM.        Dr.  Watts.  Irish 

/  rJtU  •     The  Doctrine  and  Use  of  the  Trinity. 

liT^ATHER  of  glory!  to  thy  name 
J?    Immortal  praise  we  give  ! 
Who  dost  an  act  of  grace  proclaim, 
And  bid  us  rebels  live. 

2  Immortal  honour  to  the  Son, 

Who  makes  thine  anger  cease  ; 
Our  lives  he  ransom'd  with  his  own. 
And  died  to  make  our  peace. 

3  To  thy  almighty  Spirit  be 

Immortal  glory  given, 
Wliose  influence  brings  us  near  to  thee; 
And  trains  us  up  for  heaven. 

4  Let  men,  with  their  united  voice 

Adore  th'  eternal  God, 
And  spread  his  honours  and  their  joys 
Through  nations  far  abroad. 

5  Let  faith,  and  love,  and  duly  join, 

One  general  song  to  raise  ; 
Let  saints  in  earth  and  heaven  combine 
In  harmony  and  praise. 

ly  Afi  22       Ts.  Alceslei 

/flU.  To  the  Trinity. 

1  TTOLY,  holy,  holy  Lord  ! 
Xl    Self-existent  Deity  ! 
By  the  hosts  of  heaven  adored, 
Teach  us  how  to  worship  thee : 


THE  BEING  AND 

Only  uncreated  Mind, 
Wonders  in  thy  nature  meet ; 

Perfect  unity  combined 
Witii  society  complete. 

2  All  perfection  dwells  in  thee, 

Now  to  us  obscurely  known, 
Three  in  One,  and  One  in  Three, 

Great  Jehovah,  God  alone  ! 
Be  our  all,  0  Lord  divine  ! 

Father,  Saviour,  Vital  Breath ! 
Body,  spirit,  soul,  be  thine. 

Now,  and  at,  and  after  death  ! 

3  Glorious,  thou,  in  holiness. 

Father,  didst  thy  rights  maintain: 
Truth  and  grace  at  once  express, 

When  thy  only  Son  was  slain : 
Here  's  deepest  wisdom  seen  ; 

Here  the  richest  stores  of  grace  ; 
Mildest  love  and  vengeance  keen  ; 

O  how  bright  their  mingled  rays! 

p 4 Fearful  thou  in  praises  too, 

Loving  Saviour,  slaughter'd  Lamb! 
We  with  joy  and  reverence  view 

All  thy  glory,  all  thy  shame  !— 
Be  thy  dea'th  the  death  of  sin. 

Be  thy  life  the  sinner's  plea; 
Save  me,  teach  me,  rule  within,— 

Prophet,  Priest,  and  King  to  me. 

5  Wonder-working  Spirit,  thine 

Th'  efficacious  grace  we  sing; 
Set  on  us  thy  seal  divine, 

Safely  to  thy  kingdom  bring; 
Mortify  sin,  root  and  deed, 

Daily  strengthen  every  grace  ; 
Send  us,  urge~us  on  with  speed, 

And  let  glory  crown  the  race  ! 

'7A0  ^     ^'^^'    ^'■•'^*"*-  ^**^^ 

•    '*-^*        The  Incompnheruihility  of  God. 

1  /^OD  is  a  name  my  soul  adores— 
yj    Th'  Almighty  Three,  th"  Eternal  One. 
Nature  and  erace,  with  all  their  powers, 
Confess  the  Infinite  unknown. 


PERFECTIONS  OF  GOD. 

i  From  thy  great  self  thy  being  springs ; 
Thou  art  thine  own  original, 
Made  up  of  uncreated  thines, 
And  self-sufficience  bears  them  all. 
•  3  Thy  voice  produced  the  seas  and  spheres, 
Bid  the  waves  roar  and  planets  shine  ; 
But  nothing  like  thyself  appears 
Through  all  these  spacious  works  of  thine. 

p  4  Still  restless  nature  dies  and  grows  ; 

From  change  to  change  the  creatures  run ; 
Thy  being  no  succession  knows, 
And  all  thy  vast  designs  are  one. 

I  5  Thrones  and  dominions  round  thee  fall, 
And  worship  in  submissive  forms ; 
Thy  presence  shakes  this  lower  ball. 
This  little  dwelling  place  of  worms. 

6  How  shall  affrighted  mortals  dare 
To  sing  thy  glory  or  thy  grace  ? 
Beneath  thy  feet  we  lie  so  far, 
And  see  but  shadows  of  thy  face  ! 

e  7  Who  can  behold  the  blazing  light? 
Who  can  approach  consuming  flame  ? 
None  but  thy  wisdom  knows  thy  might, 
None  but  thy  word  can  speak  thy  name. 

24       L.  M.       N .  Mark's. 

The  moral  Perfections  of  the  Deity  imitated. 

1  f^  REAT  Author  of  th'  immortal  mind  ! 
VT    For  noblest  thoughts  and  views  de- 

sign'd, 
Make  me  ambitious  to  express 
The  image  of  thy  holiness. 

2  While  I  thy  boundless  love  admire. 
Grant  me  to  catch  the  sacred  fire  ; 
Thus  shall  my  heavenly  birth  be  known, 
And  for  thy  child  thou  wilt  me  own. 

3Father,  I  see  thy  sun  arise 
To  cheer  thy  friends  and  enemies  ; 
And,  when  thy  rain  from  heaven  descends. 
Thy  bounty  both  alike  befriends. 

4  Enlarge  my  soul  with  love  like  thine ; 
My  moral  powers  by  grace  refine  ; 


743 


THE  BEING  AND 

So  shall  I  feel  another's  wo, 
And  cheerful  feed  a  hungry  foe. 

5  I  hope  for  pardon,  through  thy  Son, 
For  all  the  crimes  which  I  have  done; 
O  may  the  grace  that  pardons  me, 
Constrain  me  to  forgive  like  thee  ! 

m  A   A  25       L.  M.       Merrick.  Rylani 

•  ^^*        The  DiviTU  Perfections  celebrated, 

1  TI/rY  grateful  tongue,  immortal  King! 
IVX    Thy  mercy  shall  for  ever  sing^ 
My  verse,  to  tin-.e's  remotest  day, 
Tny  truth  in  sacred  notes  display. 

2  O  say,  what  strength  shall  vie  with  thine  ? 
What  name  among  the  saints  divine, 

Of  equal  excellence  possess'd, 

Thy  sovereignly,  great  God,  contest  ■? 

3  Thee,  Lord,  heaven's  host  their  leader  own; 
Thee,  might  unbounded.  Thee  alone. 
With  endless  majesty  has  crown'd; 

And  faith  unsullied  vests  thee  round. 

4 The  heaven  above  and  earth  below, 
Thee,  Lord,  tht^ir  great  possessor,  know  ; 
By  tliee,  this  orb  to  being  rose. 
And  all  that  nature's  bounds  enclose. 

5  From  thee,  amid  th'  aerial  space. 
The  north  and  south  assume  their  place  ; 
'Tis  thine  the  ocean's  rage  to  guide. 
And  calm  at  will  its  swelling  tide. 

Z  6  O  bless*d  the  tribes  whose  willing  ear 
Awakes  the  vestal  shout  to  hear  ; 
Who  thankful  see,  where'er  they  tread, 
Thy  favouring  beams  around  them  spread 

_/■  7How  shall  ihey  jiy,  from  day  to  day, 
Thy  boundless  mercy  to  display, 
Thy  righteousness,  indulgent  Lord, 
With  holy  confidence  record  ! 

O  wise  in  all  thy  works!  thy  name 
Let  man's  whole  race  aloud  proclaim  ; 
And  grateful,  through  the  length  of  days, 
In  ce^aseless  songs  repeat  thy  praise. 


PERFECTIONS  OF  GOD. 

74^  26       L.  M.      Dr.  Watts.       MonmoutiL 

*    -^^  •  God  exalted  above  all  Praise. 

1  "r^TERNAL  Power  !  whose  high  abode 
J_i    Becomes  the  grandeur  of  a  God  ; 
Infinite  lengths,  beyond  the  bounds 
Where  star's  revolve  their  little  rounds. 

2  The  lowest  step  around  thy  seat 
Rises  too  high  for  Gabriel's  feet; 
In  vain  the  tall  archangel  tries 

To  reach  thiue  height  with  wondering  eyes 
s  3  Lord,  what  shall  earth  and  ashes  do ! 

We  would  adore  our  Maker  too ; 

From  sin  and  dust  to  thee  we  cry. 

The  Great,  the  Holy,  and  the  High  ! 
s  4  Earth  from  afar  has  heard  thy  fame, 

And  worms  have  learn'd  to  lisp  thy  name; 

But,  0  !  the  glories  of  thy  mind 

Leave  all  our  soaring  thoughts  behind. 
p  0  God  is  in  heaven,  but  man  below  ; 

Be  short  our  tunes  ;  our  words  be  few  : 

A  sacred  reverence  checks  our  songs, 

And  praise  sits  silent  on  our  tongues. 


CREATION  AND  PROVIDENCE. 

ly  yirj  27       L.  RL        Needham.  Antigua. 

•    •*  ^  '        A  summary  View  of  the  Creation, 

1  T  OOK  up,  ye  saints !  direct  your  eyes 
JlJ    To  Him  who  dwells  above  the  skies  ; 
With  your  glad  notes  his  praise  rehearse 
Whoform'd  the  mighty  universe. 

2  He  spoke,  and,  fro?-n  the  womb  of  night. 
At  once  sprang  up  the  cheering  light : 
Him  discord  heard ;  and  at  his  nod. 
Beauty  awoke,  and  spoke  the  God. 

3  The  word  he  gave,  th'  obedient  sun 
Began  his  glorious  race  to  run : 
Nor  silver  moon  nor  stars  delay 
To  glide  along  :h'  ethereal  way. 

4  Teeming  with  life,— air,  earth,  and  sea, 
Obey  ih'  Almighty's  high  decree  ! 

To  every  tribe'he  gives  their  food, 
Then  speaks  the  whole  divinely  good. 


CREATION  AND 

5  But  to  complete  the  wondrous  plan, 
From  earth  and  dusl  he  fashions  man  . 
In  man  the  last,  in  him  the  best, 

The  Maker's  image  stands  coufest. 
^6  Lord,  while  thy  glorious  works  I  view, 
Form  thou  my  heart  and  soul  anew ; 
Here  bid  thy  purest  light  to  shine, 
And  beauty  glow  with  "charms  divine. 

m  Aiy  2S       CM.  New  Tor 

/  ^  /  •  God  the  Searcher  of  the  BearU 

1  T  ORD  !  thy  pervading  knowledge  strik  ;? 
JLj    Through  nature's  mmost  gloom. 
And  in  thy  circling  arms  I  lay 

A  slumberer  in  the  womb. 

2  Thee  will  I  honour,  for  I  stand 

A  volume  of  thy  skill : 
Stupendous  are  thy  works,  and  they 
My  contemplations  fill ! 

3  Thine  eye  beheld  me  when  the  speck 

Of  entity  began ; 
And  o'er  my  form,  in  darkness  framed, 

Thy  rich  embroidery  ran : 
4Th'  unfashion'd  mass  by  thee  was  seen  ; 

My  structure,  in  thy  book. 
Was  plann'd  before  thy  curious  mould 

The  future  embryo  took. 
p5  How  precious  are  the  streaming  joys 

That  from  thy  love  descend  ! 
Would  I  rehearse  their  numbers  o'er, 

Where  would  their  numbers  end  ? 

6  Not  ocean's  countless  sands  exceed 

The  blessinsrs  of  the  skies  ; 
With  night's  descending  shades  they  fall. 

With  morning's  splendours  rise. 
e  7  *  Thine  awful  glories  round  me  shine. 

My  flesh  proclaims  thy  praise  ; 
Lt/rd  !  to  thy  works  of  nature  join 

Thy  miracles  of  grace.' 

ry  AQ  29         CM.        Dr.  Watts.  Devizes 

/  4o  •  ^  Song  to  creating  W'idom. 

ETERNAL  Wisdom,  thee  we  praise  ! 

i    Thee  the  creation  sings! 

With  thy  loved  name,  rocks,  hills,  and  seas, 
Ajad  heaven's  high  palace  rings. 


E^ 


PROVIDENCE. 

2  Thy  hand  how  wide  it  spread  the  sky ! 

How  glorious  to  behold  ! 
Tingbd  with  a  blue  of  heavenly  dye, 
And  Starr 'd  with  sparkling  gold. 

3  Thy  glories  blaze  all  nature  round, 

And  strike  the  gazing  sight. 
Through  skies,  and  seas,  and  solid  ground. 
With  terror  and  delight. 

4  Infinite  strength,  and  equal  skill. 

Shine  through  the  worlds  abroad, 
Our  souls  with  vast  amazement  fill, 
And  speak  the  builder,  God. 

p  5  But  still  the  wonders  of  thy  grace 
Our  softer  passions  move. 
Pity  divine  in  Jesus'  face 
We  see,  adore,  and  love. 

T  /I  Q  30   L.  M.    Dr.  Doddridge.  Langdon. 

/  ft  t/  •    God's  Goodness  to  the  Children  of  Mm. 

fl  '\f^  sons  of  men,  with  joy  record 

X      The  various  wonde'rs  of  the  Lord ; 
And  let  his  power  and  goodness  sound 
Through  all  your  tribes  the  earth  around. 

2  Let  the  high  heavens  your  songs  invite. 
Those  spacious  fields  of  brilliant  light ; 
Where  sun  and  moon,  and  planets  roll ; 
And  stars  that  glow  from  pole  to  pole. 

f  3  Srng,  earth,  in  verdant  robes  array'd, — 
Its  herbs  and  flowers,  its  fruit  and  shade  ; 
Peopled  with  life  of  various  forms. 
Of  fish,  and  fowl,  and  beasts,  and  worms. 

4  View  the  broad  sea's  majestic  plains, 
And  think  how  wide  its  Maker  reigns  ; 
That  band  remotest  nations  joins, 
And  on  each  wave  his  goodness  shines. 

5  But,  O  !  that  brighter  world  above. 
Where  lives  and  reigns  incarnate  Love  ! 
God's  only  Son,  in  flesh  array'd. 

For  man  a  bleeding  victim  made. 
I  6  Thither,  my  soul,  w'th  rapture  soar ! 
There,  in  the  land  of  praise  adore  ; 
The  theme  demands  an  angel's  lay- 
Demands  an  everlasting  day. 


CREATION  AND 


31        L.  M. 


7  0U.  Prwxdeiiu. 

I  T^HY  ways,  O  Lord  !  with  wise  design, 
X     Are  framed  upon  thy  throne  above, 
And  every  dark  and  bending  line 
Meets  in  the  centre  of  thy  love. 

p  2  With  feeble  lisrht,  and  half  obscure, 
Poor  mortals  thy  arrangements  view  ; 
Not  know  ins  that  the  least  are  sure, 
And  the  mysterious  just  and  true. 

3  Thy  flock  thy  own  peculiar  care, 
Though  now  they  seem  to  roam  uneyed, 
Are  led  or  driven  only  where 

They  best  and  safest  may  abide. 

4  They  neither  know  nor  trace  the  way  , 
But,  trusilng^  to  thy  piercing  eye. 
None  of  their  feet  to  ruin  stray^ 

Nor  shall  the  weakest  fail  or  die. 

5  My  favour'd  soul  shall  meekly  learn 
To  lay  her  reason  at  thy  throne  ; 
Too  weak  thy  secrets  to  discern, 
I'll  trust  thee  for  my  guide  alone. 

^  Kl  32.         C.  M.        Steele.  Abingdoii, 

4  O  L  m  Creation  and  Providence, 

1  T  ORD,  when  our  raptured  thought  surveyB 
JLi    Creation's  beauties  o'er, 

All  nature  joins  to  leach  thy  praise; 
And  bids  our  souls  adore. 

2  Where'er  we  turn  our  gazing  eyes, 

Thy  radiant  footsteps  shine ; 
Ten  thousand  pleasing  wonders  rise, 
And  speak  their  source  divine. 

3  The  living  tribes  of  countless  forms, 

In  earth,  and  sea,  and  air, 
The  meanest  flies,  the  smallest  worms, 
Almighty  power  declare. 
$  4  Thy  wisdom,  power,  and  goodness,  Lord, 
In  all  thy  works  appear : 
And,  0  ;  let  man  thv  praise  record,— 
Man,  thy  distinguish'd  care  ! 
p  0  From  thee,  the  breath  of  life  he  drew 
That  breath  thy  power  maintains ; 


PROVroENCE. 

Thy  tender  mercy,  ever  new, 
His  brittle  frame  sustains. 
C  Yet  nobler  favours  claim  his  praise, 
Of  reason's  light  possess'd  ; 
By  revelation's  brightest  rays 
Still  more  divinely  bless'd. 
7  Thy  providence  his  constant  guard, 
When  threatening  woes  impend, 
Or  will  th'  impending  dangers  ward 
Or  timely  succours  lend. 
p  8  On  us  that  providence  has  shone 
With  gentle  smiling  rays  ; 
O,  may  our  lips  and  lives  make  known 
Thy  goodness  and  thy  praise  ! 
W  (fry       '  33       L.  M.  Green's  Hundred. 

I  O  yiit         Providence  equitable  and  Mnd. 

1  npHROUGH  all  the  various  shifting  scena 
JL     Of  life's  mistaken  ill  or  good. 

Thy  hand,  O  God  !  conducts  unseen 
The  beautiful  vicissitude. 

2  Thou  givest  with  paternal  care, 
Howe'er  unjustly  we  complain, 
To  each  their  necessary  share, 

Of  joy  and  sorrow,  health  and  pain. 

3  Trust  we  to  youth,  or  friends,  or  power  1 
Fix  we  on  this  terrestrial  ball  1 
When  most  secure,  the  coming  hour, 

If  thou  see  fit,  may  blast  them  all. 

p  4  When  lowest  sunk  with  grief  and  shame, 
Fill'd  with  affliction's  bitter  cup, 
Lost  to  relations,  friends,  and  fame. 
Thy  powerful  hand  can  raise  us  up. 

fSThy  powerful  consolations  cheer, 

Thy  smiles  suppress  the  deep-fetch'd  sigh, 
Thy  hand  can  dry  the  trickling  tear 
That  secret  wets  the  widow's  eye. 
6  All  things  on  earth,  and  all  in  heaven,     n 
On  thy  eternal  will  depend  ; 
And  all  for  greater  good  were  given, 
And  all  shall  in  thy  glory  end. 

«  7  This  be  my  care  ;  to  all  beside 
Indifferent  let  my  wishes  be  ; 
'Passion  be  calm,  and  dumb  be  pride, 
And  fix'd,  O  God,  my  soul  on  thee.' 


CREATION  AND 


34       CM     Cowper.  Baihj 

The  Mysteries  of  Providence. 


753. 

1  /~i  OD  moves  in  a  mysterious  way 
\jr    His  wonders  to  perform  ; 
He  plants  hid  footsteps  in  the  sea, 

And  rides  upon  the  storm. 

2  Deep  in  unfalliomable  mines 

Of  never-failing  skill, 
He  treasures  up  his  bright  designs. 

And  works  his  sovereign  will, 
jj  3  Ye  fearful  saints,  fiesh  courage  take, 

The  clouds  ye  so  much  dread 
Are  big  with  mercy,  and  shall  break 

In  blessings  on  your  head. 

4  Judge  not  the  Lord  by  feeble  sense, 

But  trust  him  for  his  grace  ; 
Behind  a  frowning  providence 
He  hides  a  smiling  face. 

5  His  purposes  will  ripen  fast, 

Unfolding  every  hour  ; 
The  bud  may  have  a  bitter  taste. 
But  sweet  will  be  the  flower. 

6  Blind  unbelief  is  sure  to  err. 

And  scan  his  work  in  vain ; 
God  is  his  own  interpreter. 
And  he  will  make  it  plain. 

iJK/i  33      CM.      Beddome.  Christnjj 

•  Mysteries  to  be  explaiiied  hereafter. 

$  1  /^REAT  God  of  providence  !  thy  ways 
\jr    Are  hid  from  mortal  sight ; 
Wrapt  in  impenetrable  shades. 
Or  clothed  with  dazzling  light. 

2  The  wondrous  methods  of  thy  grace 

Evade  the  human  eye  ; 
The  nearer  we  attempt  t'  approach, 
The  farther  off  they  fly. 

3  But  in  the  world  gf  bliss  above. 

Where  thou  dost  ever  reign. 
These  mysteries  shall  be  all  unveil'd, 
And  not  a  doubt  remain. 

4  The  Sun  of  righteousness  shall  there 

His  brightest  t)eams  display, 


PROVIDENCE. 

Ajid  not  a  hovering  cloud  obscure 
That  never-ending  day. 


36      C.  M.      Addison. 
Tht  Traveller's  Psalm. 


755. 

1  TTOW  are  thy  servants  bless'd,  O  Lord  ! 
Xl    How  sure  is  iheir  defepce  ! 
Eternal  wisdom  is  llieir  guide, 
Their  help,  omnipotence. 
■2  In  foreign  realms,  and  lands  remote, 
Supported  by  thy  care, 
Through  burning  climes  they  pass  unhurt, 
And  breathe  in  tainted  air. 

*  3  \VTien  by  the  dreadful  tempest  borne 

High  on  the  broken  wave. 
They  know  thou  art  not  slow  to  hear, 
Nor  impotent  to  save. 

4  The  storm  is  laid,  the  winds  retire, 

Obedient  to  thy  will ; 
The  sea  that  roars  at  thy  command, 
At  thy  command  is  still. 

5  In  midst  of  dangers,  fears,  and  deaths. 

Thy  goodness  we'll  adore  ; 
We'll  praise  thee  for  thy  mercies  past, 
And  humbly  hope  for  more. 

6  Our  life,  while  thou  preservest  that  life, 

Thy  sacrifice  shall  be  ; 
And  death,  when  death  shall  be  our  lot, 
Shall  join  our  souls  to  thee. 

'J  Kf*  37        C.  M.        Steele.  Elim. 

•  ^  •  Praise  for  the  Blessings  of  Providence  and  Grace. 

1   \  LMIGHTY  Father,  gracious  Lord, 
J\.    Kind  guardian  of  my  days. 
Thy  mercies  let  my  heart  record 
In  songs  of  grateful  praise. 
o2In  life's  first  dawn,  my  tender  frame 
Was  thy  indulgent  care, 
Long  ere  I  could  pronounce  thy  name, 
Or  breathe  the  mfant  prayer. 
3  [Around  my  path  what  dangers  rose  ! 
What  snares  spread  all  niy  road  ! 
No  power  could  guard  me  from  my  foes, 
But  my  preserver,  God. 


THE  FALL. 

4  How  many  blessings  round  me  shone, 
Where'er  I  lurn'd  my  eye  ! 
How  many  pass'd  almost  unknown, 
Or  unregarded  by !] 
s  5  Each  rolling  year  new  favours  brought 
From  ihy  exhaustless  store  ; 
But  ah  !  in  vain  my  labtmring  thought 
Would  covmt  thy  mercies  o'er. 

6  While  sweet  reflection,  through  my  day? 

Thy  bounteous  hand  woulduace, 
Still  dearer  blessings  clajm  thy  praise, 
The  blessings  of  thy  grace. 

7  Yes,  I  adore  thee,  gracious  Lord  ! 

For  favours  more  divine  ; 
That  I  have  known  thy  sacred  word. 

Where  all  thy  glories  shine, 
p  SLord,  when  this  mortal  frame  decays, 

And  every  weakness  dies, 
Complete  the  wonders  of  thy  grace, 

And  raise  me  to  the  skies. 
/  9  Then  shall  my  joyful  powers  unite 

In  more  exalted  lays, 
And  join  the  happy  sons  of  light 

In  everlasting  praise. 


756 


THE  FALL. 

3S      L.  M.      Dr.  Watts.  Wareh3jTi. 

Original  Sin. 

1  A  DAM,  our  father  and  our  head, 

Xi.    Transgress'd,  and  justice  doom'd  us 

dead : 
The  fiery  law  speaks  all  despair, 
There's  no  reprieve  nor  pardon  there. 

2  Call  a  bright  council  in  the  skies ; 
Seraphs  the  mighty  and  the  wise, 
Speak ;  are  you  strong  to  bear  the  load, 
The  weighty  vengeance  of  a  God  1 

3  In  vain  we  ask ;  for  all  around 

Stand  silent  through  the  heavenly  ground  . 
There's  not  a  elorfous  mind  above 
Has  half  the  strength  or  half  the  love. 


THE  FAIX. 

4 But  O !  unmeasurable  grace! 
Th'  eternal  Son  takes  Adam's  place; 
Down  to  our  world  the  Saviour  flies, 
Stretches  his  arms,  and  bleeds  and  dies. 

5  Amazing  work  !  look  down,  ye  skies, 
Wonder  and  gaze  with  all  your  eyes  ! 
Ye  saints  below,  and  saints  above, 
All  bow  to  this  mysterious  love. 


39      C.  M.      Stennett.  Walsal. 

Indwelling  Sin  lamented. 


757, 

p  1  TT7ITH  tears  of  anguish  I  lament, 
VV    Here  at  thy  feel,  my  God, 
My  passion,  pride,  and  discontent, 
And  vile  ingratitude. 
2 Sure  there  was  ne'er  a  heart  so  base, 
So  false  as  mine  has  been; 
So  faithless  to  its  promises, 
So  prone  to  every  sin ! 
3  My  reason  tells  me  thy  commands 
Are  holy,  just,  and  true  ; 
Tells  me  whate'er  my  God  demands 
Is  his  most  righteous  due. 
4Reason  I  hear,  her  counsels  weigh, 
And  all  her  words  approve  ; 
But  still  I  find  it  hard  t'  obey. 
And  harder  yet  to  love. 
5  How  long,  dear  Saviour,  shall  I  feel 
These "strugglings  in  my  breast  7 
When  wilt  thou  bow  my  stubborn  will, 
And  give  my  conscience  rest  1 
/  6  Break,  sovereign  grace,  0  break  the  charm, 
And  set  the  captive  free  : 
Reveal,  almighty  God,  thine  arm. 
And  haste  to  rescue  me. 

17  t  O  40      S.  M.  WatchmiJi. 

S  Do,  The  evil  Heart.  Jer.  xvii.  9. 


I 


1  A  STONISH'D  and  distress'd, 
xjL    I  turn  mine  eyes  within  : 

My  heart  with  loads  uf  guilt  oppress'd, 
The  seat  of  every  sinT 

2  What  crowds  of  evil  thoughts, 
What  vile  affections  there  ! 

Distrust,  presumption,  artful  guile, 
Pride,  envy,  slavish  fear. 
28 


759. 


THE  FALL. 

s3     Almiehly  King  of  saints, 
Thes"e  tyranllusts  subdue  : 
Expel  thedarkness  of  my  mind, 
And  all  my  powers  renew. 
/  4     This  done,  my  cheerful  voice 
Shall  loud  hosannas  raise ; 
My  soul  shall  glow  with  sratitude, 
My  lips  proclaim  thy  praise. 

41     L.  M.     Crutfenden.  Duke-streel 

Sin  and  Holiness. 

1  "IT THAT  jarring  natures  dwell  within— 

VV    Imperfect  grace,  remaining  sin  ! 

Nor  this  can  reigli,  nor  that  prev^ail, 

Though  each  by  turns  my  heart  assail. 
p  2  Now  I  complain,  and  groan  and  die  ; 

Now  raise  my  songs  of  triumph  high  ; 

Sing  a  relDellious  passion  slain, 

Or  mourn  to  feel  it  live  again, 
y  3  0ne  happy  hour  beholds  me  rise, 

Borne  up^-vards  to  my  native  skies, 

"While  faith  assists  my  soaring  flisht 

To  realms  of  joy  and  worlds  of  light. 
4  Scarce  a  few  hours  or  minutes  roll. 

Ere  earth  reclaims  my  captive  soul ; 

I  feel  its  sympathetic  force. 

And  headlong  urge  my  downward  course 
s  5  How  short  the  joys  thy  visits  give! 

How  long  thine  absence.  Lord,  I  grieve  ; 

What  clouds  obscure  my  rising  sun, 

Or  intercept  its  rays  at  noon  ! 
,6  [Again  the  Spirit  lifts  his  sword. 

And  power  divine  attends  the  word  ; 

I  feel  the  aid  its  comforts  yield, 

And  vanquish'd  passions  quit  the  field.] 
7  Great  God,  assist  me  through  the  fight, 

Make  me  triumphant  in  thy  might ; 

Thou  the  despondina  heart  can  raise,— 

The  victory  mine,  and  thine  the  praise. 
won  42      L,  M.      Doddridsre.  Eaton 

/  D  U  .     The  Effects  of  the  Fall  lameiited.  Ps.  ciix. 

p  1   A  RISE,  my  tenderest  thouehts,  arise  ; 
j\.    To  torrents  melt  my  streaming  eyes  , 
And  thou,  my  heart,  with  anguish  feel 
Those  evils  which  thou  canst  not  heal. 


SCRIPTURE. 

2  See  human  nature  sunk  in  shame'; 
See  scandals  pour'd  on  Jesus'  name; 
The  Father  wounded  throush  the  Son  ; 
The  world  abused  ;  the  soul  undone. 

3  See  the  short  course  of  vain  delight 
Closing  in  everlasting  night — 

In  flames,  that  no  abatement  know, 
Though  briny  tears  for  ever  flow. 
p  4  My  God,  I  feel  the  mournful  scene  ; 
My  bowels  yearn  o'er  dying  men  ; 
And  fain  my  pity  would  reclaim. 
And  snatch  the  firebrands  from  the  flamf> 
5  But  feeble  my  compassion  proves, 
And  can  but  weep  where  most  it  loves : 
Thy  own  all-saving  arm  employ, 
And  turn  these  drops  of  grief  to  joy. 


SCRIPTURE. 


THE  PROPERTIES  OF  IT. 

43      C.  M.  Sprague. 

Th£  inspired  Word,  a  System  of  Knowledgn 
and  Joy. 

I  TTOW  precious  is  the  book  divine, 
Xl    By  inspiration  given  ! 
Bright  as  a  lamp  its  doctrines  shine 
Tx)  guide  our  souls  to  heaven. 
p2It  sweetly  cheers  our  drooping  hearts 

In  this  dark  vale  of  tears  ; 
/    Life,  light,  and  joy  it  still  imparts, 
And  quells  our  rising  fears. 
3  This  lamp,  through  all  the  tedious  night 
Of  life,  shall  guide  our  way  ; 
Till  we  behold  the  clearer  light 
Of  an  eternal  day. 


761 


'7f\0  44      L.  M.     Beddome.  Laton 


The  Usefulness  of  the  Scriptures. 

1 TT7HEN  Israel  through  the  desert  pass'd, 
VV    A  fiery  pillar  went  before 
To  guide  them  through  the  dreary  waste. 
And  lessen  the  fatigues  they  bore. 


SCRIPTURE. 

2  Such  is  thy  glorious  word,  O  God ! 

'Tis  for  our  light  and  guidance  given ; 

It  sheds  a  lustre  all  abroad, 

And  points  the  path  to  bliss  and  heaven  : 
/  3  It  fills  the  soul  with  sweet  delight, 

And  quickens  its  inactive  powers; 

It  sets  our  wandering  footsteps  right; 

Displays  thy  love,  and  kindles  ours: 
f  4  Its  promises  rejoice  our  hearts  ; 

Its  doctrines  are  divinely  true  ; 

Knowledge  and  pleasure  it  imparts  ; 

It  comforts  and  instructs  us  too. 
5  Ye  favour'd  lands  who  have  this  word, — 

Ye  saints  who  feel  its  saving  power, — 

Unite  your  tongues  to  praise  the  Lord, 

And  his  distinguished  grace  adore. 

iM  nC\  45     C.  M.      SfenDett.  St.  Ann 

IT  ET  avarice,  from  shore  to  shore, 
J-J    Her  favourite  god  pursue  ; 
Thy  word,  0  Lord,  we  value  more 
Than  India  or  Peru. 

2  Here  mines  of  knowledge,  love,  and  joy 

Are  open'd  to  our  sight ; 
The  purest  gold,  without  alloy. 
And  gems  divinely  bright. 

3  The  counsels  of  redeemins  grace, 

These  sacred  leaves  unfold  ; 
And  here,  the  Saviour's  lovely  face 
-    Our  raptured  eyes  behold. 
4 Here,  light  descendin?  from  above 

Directs  our  doubtful  feet : 
Here,  promises  of  heavenly  love 

Our  ardent  wishes  meet. 
5  Our  numerous  griefs  are  here  redrest, 

And  all  our  wants  supplied ; 
Naught  we  can  ask  to  make  us  blest 

Is  in  this  book  denied. 
6For  these  inestimable  gains, 

That  so  enrich  the  mind, 
O  may  we  search  with  easer  pains 

Assured  that  we  shall  find  ! 


THE  MORAL  LAW. 

na  A  46     C.  M.      Steele.  Sa 

/  D  Tc.  TU  EaxelUlicy  and  Sujffkiency  of  the  Holy 
Scriptures. 

1  THATHER  of  mercies  !  in  thy  word 
JO     What  endless  glory  shines  ! 
For  ever  be  thy  name  adored 

For  these  celestial  lines. 

2  Here,  may  the  wretched  sons  of  want 

Exliausiless  riches  find : 
Riches  above  what  earth  can  grant, 
And  lasting  as  the  mind. 

3  Here  the  fair  tree  of  knowledge  arows, 

And  yields  a  free  repast ; 
Sublimer  sweets  than  nature  knows 
Invite  the  longing  tasle. 

4  Here  the  Redeemer's  welcome  voice 

Spreads  heavenly  peace  around  ; 
And  life  and  everlasting  joys 
Attend  the  blissful  sound. 

5  0  may  these  heavenly  pages  be 

My  ever  dear  delight ; 
And  still  new  beauties  may  I  see, 
And  still  increasing  light! 

6  Divine  Instructer,  gracious  Lord  ! 

Be  thou  fjr  ever  near  ; 
Teach  me  to  love  thy  sacred  word, 
And  view  my  Saviour  there. 


165. 


THE  MORAL  LAW,  &c. 

47      C.  M.      Dr.  Gibbons.  Braintree. 

Our  Duty  to  God.    Ex.  xx.  3—12 

1  npHAT  God,  who  made  the  worlds  on  high, 
X     And  air,  and  earth,  and  sea, 

Own  as  thy  God  ;  and  to  his  name. 
In  homage  bow  the  knee. 

2  Let  not  a  shape  which  hands  have  wrought 

Of  wood,  or  clay,  or  stone, 
Be  deem'd  thy  God  ;  nor  think  him  like 
Aught  thou  hast  seen  or  known. 

3  Take  not  in  vain  the  name  of  God; 

Nor  must  thou  ever  dare 
To  make  thy  falsehoods  pass  for  truth, 
By  his  dread  name  to  swear. 


THE  MORAL  LAW. 

4  That  rlay  on  which  he  bids  thee  rest 

From  toil,  to  pray  and  praise- 
That  day  keep  holy  to  the  Lord, 
And  consecrate  its  rays. 

5  0  may  that  God,  who  gave  these  laws, 

Write  them  on  every  heart ; 
That  all  may  feel  their  living  power, 
Nor  from  "his  paths  depart^ 

*7  fi  fi  48     C.  M.     Br.  Gibbons.         Giinsboro, 

I  \f\f  Our  Duty  to  our  Neighbour. 

1  rpiHY  sire,  and  her  who  brought  thee  forth. 
X     With  all  thy  mind  and  might, 

Fear,  love,  and  serve  ;  so  shall  thy  days 
Be  numerous,  calm,  and  bright. 

2  The  blood  of  man  thou  shalt  not  shed, 

lis  voice  will  pierce  the  sky ; 
And  thou,  by  the  just  laws  of  heaven, 
For  the  dire  crime  shalt  die. 

3  To  thine  own  couch  thou  shalt  not  lake 

A  wife  but  her  thine  own  : 
Yasi  is  the  guilt,  and  on  ihine  head 
Keaven  darts  its  vengeance  down. 

4  Thou  shalt  not,  or  from  friend  or  foe, 

Take  aueht  by  force  or  stealth ; 
Thy  goodsj'thy  stores,  must  grow  from  right, 
Or  "God  will  curse  thy  wealth. 

5  No  man  shalt  thou,  by  a  false  charge. 

Or  crush,  or  brand  with  shame  ;" 
Dear  as  thine  own,  so  wills  thy  God, 
Must  be  his  life  and  name. 

6  Thy  soul  one  wish  shall  not  let  looss 

For  that  which  is  not  thine  ; 

Live  in  thy  lot,  or  small  or  ereal. 

For  God  has  drawn  the  lino. 

ry  f^ry  49      L.  M.      Doddridge.  TavvceL 

•  "  '  •     The  Sinner  found  wanting.  Dan.  v.  27. 

I'DAISE,  thoughtless  sinner!   raise  thin* 
x\        eye  ; 

Behold  the  balance  lifted  high : 
There  shall  God's  justice  be'display'd, 
And  there  thy  hope  and  life  be  weigh'd. 


THE  MORAL  LAW. 

2  See  in  one  scale,  his  perfect  law  ! 
Mark  with  what  force  its  precepts  draw; 
Wouldst  thou  the  awful  test  sustain, 

Thy  works,  how  light !  thy  thoughts,  how 
vain ! 

3  Behold  !  the  hand  of  God  appears 
To  trace  those  dreadful  characters  ; 
'  Tekel  !—lhf  soul  is  wanting  found, 

And  wrath  shall  smite  thee  to  the  ground !' 

4  Let  sudden  fear  thy  nerves  unbrace  ; 
Confusion  wild  o'erspread  thy  face  ; 
Through  all  thy  thoughts  let  anguish  roll, 
And  deep  repentance  melt  thy  soul. 

5  One  only  hope  may  yet  prevail,- 
Christ  in  the  Scripture  turns  the  scale  ; 
Still  doth  the  gospel  publish  peace, 
And  show  a  Saviour's  righteousness. 

6  Jesus,  exert  thy  power  to  save, 
Deep  on  this  heart  thy  truth  engrave  ; 
Great  God,  the  load  of  guilt  remove, 
That  trerablmg  lips  may  sing  thy  love. 

50.      L.  M.  Kingsbridge. 

The  practical  Use  of  the  Law  to  the  convinced 
Sinner, 

1  TTERE,  Lord,  my  soul  convicted  stands 
XT    Of  breaking  all  thy  ten  commands  : 
And  on  me  justly  mightst  thou  pour 
Thy  wrath  in  one  eternal  shower. 

2  But,  thanks  to  God  !  its  loud  alarms 
Have  warn'd  me  of  approaching  harms  ; 
And  now,  O  Lord,  my  wants  I  see  ; 
Lost  and  undone,  I  come  to  thee. 

31  see  my  fig-leaf  righteousness 
Can  ne'er  thy  broken  law  redress  ; 
Yet,  in  thy  gospel  plan,  I  see 
There's  hope  of  pardon  e'en  for  me. 

4  Here  I  behold  thy  wonders.  Lord  ! — 
How  Christ  hath  to  thy  law  restored 
Those  honours,  on  th'  atoning  day. 
Which  guilty  sinners  took  away, 
s  5  Amazing  wisdom,  power,  and  love, 
Display'd  to  rebels  from  above  ! 
Do  thou,  O  Lord,  my  faith  increase, 
To  love  and  trust  thy  plan  of  grace. 


768, 


THE  MORAL  LAW. 

'7  ft  Q  51      C.  M.     Cowper.  Burford. 

4  \}U  *    luigai  Obedience  fclloused  ly  evangdica]. 

1  lyrO  strength  of  nature  can  suffice 
x\     To  serve  the  Lord  aright ; 
And  what  she  has  she  misapplies, 

For  want  of  clearer  light. 

2  How  lon^  beneath  the  law  I  lay 

In  bondage  and  distress ! 
I  toil'd,  the"precept  to  obey; 
But  toil'd  without  success. 

3  Then,  to  abstain  from  outward  sin 

Was  more  than  I  could  do  ; 
Now,  if  I  feel  its  power  within, 
I  feel  I  hate  it  too  ; 

4  Then,  all  my  servile  works  were  dona 

A  righteousness  to  raise  ; 
Now,  freely  chosen  in  the  Son, 
I  freely  chose  his  ways. 

5  'What  shall  I  do?'  was  then  the  word, 

That  I  may  worthier  grow  ?— ' 
'  Wliat  shall  I  render  to  the  Lord  V 
Is  my  inquiry  now. 

6  To  see  the  law  by  Christ  fulfiU'd, 

And  hear  his  pardoning  voice, 
Changes  a  slave  into  a  child. 
And  duty  into  choice. 

•770  52      L.  M.      Dr.  Watts.  Bath. 

'    '  ^*  The  Law  and  Gospel ;  or,  Christ  a  Refuse. 

1  i  ptURST  be  the  man,  for  ever  curst, 
KJ    Thai  doth  one  wilful  sin  commit ; 
Death  and  damnation  fjr  the  first, 
Without  relief  and  infinite.' 
I  2  Thus  Sinai  roars,  and  round  the  earth 

Thunder,  and  fire,  and  vengeance  Hinga  ; 
p    But,  Jesus,  thy  dear  gasping  breath 
And  Calvary  say  gentler  things  : 
3'  Pardon,  and  grace,  and  boundless  love, 
Streaming  along  a  Savi  jur's  blood : 
And  life,  and  joys,  and  crowns  above, 
Obtain'd  by  a  dear  bleeding  God.' 
f)  4  Hark,  how  he  prays,  (the  charming  sound 
Dwells  on  his  dying  lips,) '  Forgive  P 


THE  MORAL  LAW. 

And  every  groan  and  gaping  wound 
Cries, '  Fatner,  let  the  rebels  live  !' 

5  Go,  you  that  rest  upon  the  law, 
And  toil  and  seek  salvation  there  ; 
Look  to  the  flame  that  Moses  saw. 
And  shrink,  and  tremble,  and  despair  ; 

6  But  I'll  retire  beneath  the  cross,— 
Saviour,  at  thy  dear  feet  I'll  Tie  ; 

And  the  keen  swonl  that  justice  draws, 
Flaming  and  red,  shall  pass  me  by. 

»y  w  1  53     H.  M.      Cowper.  Bethi 

•*■■••        The  ceremonial  Law.    Heb.  iv.  2. 

1  TSRAEL,  in  ancient  days, 
X    Not  only  had  a  view 
Of  Sinai  in  a  blaze, 

But  learn'd  the  gospel  too  ; 
The  types  and  figures  were  a  dass, 
In  which  they  saw  the  Saviour's  face. 

2  The  paschal  sacrifice. 

And  blood  besprinkled  door, 
Seen  with  enliehten'd  eyes, 
And  once  applied  with  power, 

Would  teach  the  need  of  other  blood 

To  reconcile  an  angry  God. 

3  The  lamb,  the  dove,  set  forth 
His  perfect  innocence, 

Whose  blood  of  matchless  worth 
Should  be  the  soul's  defence ; 
For  he,  who  can  for  sin  atone, 
Must  have  no  failings  of  his  own. 

4  The  scape-goat  on  his  head 
The  people's  trespass  bore, 
And,  to  the  desert  led. 
Was  to  be  seen  no  more : 

In  him  our  Surety  seem'd  to  say, 
'  Behold,  I  bear  your  sins  away.' 

5  Dipt  in  his  fellow's  blood. 
The  living  bird  went  free  ; 
The  type,"well  understood, 
Express'd  the  sinner's  plea  ; — 

Described  a  guilty  soul  enlarged. 
And  by  a  Saviour's  death  discharged. 


THE  GOSPEL. 

6  There  joys  immeasurablv  high 
Shall  overflow  the  soul, 
And  springs  of  life  that  never  dry 
In  thousand  channels  roll. 

ryij  K  57     H.  M.  or  6's  and  8's,  J 

'   •  ^*  The  Jubilee. 

I  1      "OLOW  ye  the  trumpet,  blow 
JD   'The  gladly  solemn  sound  ! 
Let  all  the'naiions  know, 
To  earth's  remotest  bound, 
_f     The  year  of  Jubilee  is  come : 

Return,  ye  ransom'd  sinners,  home. 

2  Exalt  the  Lamb  of  God, 

The  sin-atoning  Lamb; 
Redemption  by  hTs  blood 
Through  all  the  lands  proclaim  : 
/    The  year  oT  Jubilee  is  come  ; 

Return,  ye  ransom'd  sinners,  home. 

3  [Ye,  who  have  sold  for  naught 

The  heritage  above, 
Shall  have  it"back  unbought, 
The  gift  of  Jesus'  love  T 
/     The  year  of  Jubilee  is  come  ; 

Return,  ye  ransom'd  sinners,  home. 

4  Ye  slaves  of  sin  and  hell 

Your  liberty  receive  ; 
And  safe  in  Jesus  dwell,  ^ 

And  blest  in  Jesus  live  : 
/     The  year  of  Jubilee  is  come  ; 

Return,  ye  ransom'd  sinners,  home. 

5  Ye  bankrupt  debtors,  know 

The  sovereign  grace  of  heaven; 
Though  sums  immense  ye  owe, 
A  free  discharge  is  given  : 
/     The  year  of  Jubilee  is  come  ; 

Return,  ye  ransom'd  sinners,  home.] 

6  The  gospel  trumpet  hear, 

Th^  news  of  pardoning  grace  ; 
Ye  happy  souls,  draw  near. 
Behold  your  Saviour's  face  : 
y    The  year  of^ Jubilee  is  come  ; 

Return,  ye  ransom'd  sinners,  home. 


THE  GOSPEL. 

7     Jesus,  our  great  High-priest, 
Has  full  atonement  made  ; 
Ye  weary  spirits,  rest ; 
Ye  mournful  souls,  be  glad ! 
f     The  year  of  Jubilee  is  come  ; 

Return,  ye  ransom'd  sinners,  home. 

P>/Pf  n  58      L.  M.      Dr.  Doddridge.  Derby 

/  /  D  .  The.  Gofpel  Jubilee. 

I  IT  OUD  let  the  tuneful  trumpet  sound, 
JU    And  spread  the  joyful  tidings  round  ; 
Let  every  soul  with  transport  hear, 
And  hail  the  Lord's  accepted  year. 

2  Ye  debtors,  whom  he  gives  to  know 
Thai  you  ten  thousand  talents  owe, 
When  humble  at  his  feet  you  fall. 
Your  gracious  God  forgives  them  all. 

SSlaves  that  have  borne  the  heavy  chain 
Of  sin  and  hell's  tyrannic  reign. 
To  liberty  assert  your  claim, 
And  urge  the  great  Redeemer's  name. 

4  The  rich  inheritance  of  heaven, 
Your  joy,  your  boast,  is  freely  given ; 
Fair  Salem  your  arrival  waits," 
With  golden  streets  and  pearly  gates. 

5  Her  blest  inhabitants  no  more 
Bondage  and  poverty  deplore  ; 

No  debt,  but  love  immensely  great ; 
Their  joy  still  rises  with  the  debt. 
/6  0  happy  souls,  that  know  the  sound, 
Celestial  light  their  steps  surround, 
And  show  that  jubilee  besun, 
Which  through  eternal  years  shall  run. 

fyiyty  59      cm.      Stennett.  Oxford, 

lit*    The  glorious  Gospel  of  the  blessed  God. 

1  TTTHAT  wisdom,  majesty,  and  srace, 
VV      Through  all  liie  gospel  shine! 
'Tis  God  that  speaks,  and  we  confess 
The  doctrine  most  divine. 
/  2  Down  from  his  starry  throne  on  high, 
Th'  almighty  Saviour  comes  ; 
Lavs  his  bright  robes  of  glory  by. 
And  feeble'flesh  assumes. 
p  3  The  mighty  debt,  that  sinners  owed, 
Upon  the  cross  he  pays : 


SCRIPTURE  DOCTRINES 

Then  through  the  clouds  ascends  to  God, 

Midst  shouts  of  loftiest  praise. 
4  There  he  our  sreat  High-priest  appears 

Before  his  Father's  throne  ; 
Mingles  hi?  merits  with  our  tears, 

And  pours  salvation  down. 
8  5  Great  God,  with  reverence  we  adore 

Thy  justice  and  thy  grace  ; 
And  on  thy  faithfulness  and  power 

Our  firm  dependence  place. 

»y  >y  o  60     H.  >!. 


779. 


Prodaraation  of  the  GoiveL 
See  1308. 

61      8.  4. 
Gctpel  Ti-umpet, 

See  1309. 


SCRIPTURE  DOCTRINES  AND 
BLESSINGS. 

py  Q(\  K     5"s  aud  6's,  or  5's  and  ll's.  Oporto. 

I  0^»  Everlasting  Love, ^lectins  Graoi.  and UoTiness. 
1     TTOW  hai)py  are  we, 
Xl    Our  election  who  see, 
And  venture,  O  Lord,  for  salvation  on  thee  ) 
In  Jesus  approved, 
Eternally  loved, 
Upheld  by  thy  power  we  cannot  be  moved. 
p  2     'Tis  sweet  to  recline 
On  the  bosom  divine. 
And  experience  thy  comforts  peculiar  to 
thine  : 
While,  born  from  above 
And  upheld  by  thy  love, 
"With  singing  and  triumph  to  Sion  we  move. 
3     Our  seekine  thy  face 
Was  all  of  thy  grace. 
Thy  mercy  demands  and  shall  have  all  the 
praise : 
No  sinner  can  be 
Beforehand  with  thee, 
Thy  grace  is  preventing,  almighty,  and  free. 


AND  BLESSINGS. 

4  Our  Saviour  and  friend 
His  love  shall  extend, 

It  knew  no  beginning,  and  never  shall  end, 

Whom  once  he  receives 

His  Spirit  ne'er  leaves, 
Nor  ever  repeats  of  the  grace  that  he  gives. 

5  This  proof  we  would  give 
That  thee  we  receive  ; 

Thou  art  precious  alone  to  the  souls   that 
believe  : 
Be  precious  to  us ! 
All  besides  is  as  dross, 
Compared  with  thy  love  and  the  blood  of 
ihy  cross. 

PART   THE   SECOND. 

6  Yet  one  thing  we  want, 
More  holiness  grant '. 

For  more  of  thy  mind  and  thy  image  we 
pant! 

Thine  image  impress 

On  thy  favourite  race ; 
O  fashion  and  polish  thy  vessels  of  grace  ! 

7  Thy  workmanship  we 
More  fully  would  be  ; 

Lord,  stretch  out  thine  hand,  and  conform 
us  to  thee  : 

While  onward  we  move 

To  Canaan  above, 
Come^^^  us  with  holiness,^W  us  with  love. 

8  Vouchsafe  us  to  know 
More  of  thee  below  ; 

Thus  fit  us  for  heaven,  and  glory  bestow; 

Our  harps  shall  be  tuned, 

The  Lamb  shall  be  crown'd, 
Salvation  to  Jesus  through  heaven  shall  re- 
sound. 

63     L.  M.      Beddome.  Luton. 

The  Consequences  of  Election. 
1  TTTHO  shall  condemn  to  endless  flames 
VV      The  chosen  people  of  our  God ! 
Since  in  the  book  of  life  their  names 
Are  fairly  writ  in  Jesus'  blood. 


781. 


SCRIPTURE  DOCTRINES 

2  He,  for  the  sins  of  all  th'  elect, 
Hath  a  complete  atonement  made  ; 
Anfl  justice  never  can  expect 

That  the  same  debt  should  twice  be  paid. 

3  Not  tribulation,  nakedness, 
The  famine,  peril,  or  the  sword  ; 
Not  persecution,  or  distress. 

Can  separate  from  Christ  the  Lord. 

4  Nor  life,  nor  death,  nor  depth,  nor  height. 
Nor  powers  below,  nor  powers  above  ; 
Nor  present  things,  nor  things  to  come, 
Can  change  his  purposes  of  love. 

5  His  sovereign  mercv  knows  no  end. 
His  faithfulness  shall  still  endure  ; 
And  those  who  on  his  word  depend 
Shall  find  his  word  for  ever  sure. 

•y  O  Q  64     H.  M.  or  6's  and  8*3.  Bethesda. 

•        Eternal  and  unchangeaUt  Loxx. 

1  f\  MY  distnistftil  heart, 

\J    How  small  thv  faith  appears ! 
But  greater,  Lord,  thou  art 

Than  all  my  doubts  and  fears : 
Did  Jesus  once  upon  me  shine  ! 
Then  Jesus  is  for  ever  mine. 

2  Unchangeable  his  will, 

Though  dark  may  be  my  frame ; 
His  lovin?  heart  is  still 

Elernaliy  the  same  : 
My  soul  through  many  changes  goes ; 
His  love  no  variation  knowsT 

3  Thou,  Lord,  wilt  carry  on, 

And  perfectly  perform, 
The  work  thou  hast  begun 

In  me,  a  sinful  worm"; 
Midst  all  my  fears,  and  sin,  and  wo, 
Thy  Spirit  will  not  let  me  go. 

4  The  bowels  of  thy  grace 

At  first  did  freely  move  : 
I  siill  shall  see  thy  face. 

And  feel  that  God  is  love  ; 
Myself  into  thy  arms  I  cast, 
Lord,  save,  O  save  my  soul  at  last ! 


AND  BLESSINGS. 

<y  QCy  65      8.  7. 4.  Taraworth. 

/  0<J  ,  T/ie  Cojuideration  of  Election  in  Christ 
comfortable. 

1  CiONS  we  are  through  God's  election, 
>^    Who  in  Christ  Jesus  believe  : 

I3y  eternal  destination, 
Sovereign  grace  we  here  receive: 

Lord,"thy  mercy 
Does  both  grace  and  glory  give. 

2  Every  fallen  soul,  by  sinning, 

Merits  everlasting  pain ; 
But  thy  love,  without  beginning, 
Has  restored  thy  sons  again : 

Countless  millions 
Shall  in  life  through  Jesus  reign, 
i  3  Pause,  my  soul,  adore  and  wonder  ! 
Ask, '  0  why  such  love  to  me  V 
Grace  hath  put  me  in  the  number 
Of  the  Saviour's  family: 
•  Hallelujah ! 

Thanks,  eternal  thanks  to  thee ! 

4  Since  that  love  had  no  beginning. 

And  shall  never,  never l^ease  f 
Keep,  O  keep  me,  Lord,  from  sinning  ! 
Guide  me  m  the  way  of  peace  ! 

Make  me  walk  in 
All  the  paths  of  holiness. 

5  When  I  quit  this  feeble  mansion. 

And  my  soul  returns  to  thee  ; 
Let  the  power  of  thy  ascension 
Manifest  itself  in  me  ; 
Through  thy  Spirit, 
Give  the  final  victory  ! 
>  f  [When  the  angel  sounds  the  trumpet ; 
When  my  soul  and  body  join  ; 
When  my  Saviour  comes  to  judgment, 
Bright  in  majesty  divine  ; 

Ijct  me  triumph 
In  thy  righteousness  as  mine.] 
7  When  in  that  blest  habitation, 

Which  my  God  has  fore-ordain'd ; 
When  in  glory's  full  possession, 
I  with  saints  and  angels  stand  ; 

Free  grar.e  only 
Shall  resof  nd  throush  Canaan's  land. 
20 


SCRIPTURE  DOCTRINES 

T  O  /I  66      6.  8. 4.      Oliver.  Leoni 

7  O  4.  y^  Covenant  God. 

1  fX^HE  God  of  Abram  praise, 

A-     Who  reigns  enthroned  above  i 
Aacient  of  everfasling  days, 
And  God  of  love  ! 
Jehovah,  great  I  A:\I  ! 
By  earth  and  heaven  confess'd, 
I  bow  and  bless  the  sacred  Name 

For  ever  bless'd.  , 

2  The  God  of  Abram  praise, 

At  whose  supreme  command,  _ 
From  earth  I  rise,  and  seek  the  joys 
At  his  right  hand  : 
I'd  all  on  e"arth  forsake, 
Its  wisdom,  fame,  and  power : 
And  him  my  only  portion  make, 
My  shield  and  tower. 

3  The  God  of  Abram  praise, 
Whose  all-sufficient  grace 

Shall  guide  me,  all  my  happy  days, 
In'all  his  ways: 
He  calls  a  worm  his  friend, 
He  calls  himself  my  God  ! 
And  he  shall  save  me  to  the  end. 
Through  Jesus'  blood. 

4  He  by  himself  hath  sworn ; 
I  on  his  oath  depend  : 

I  shall,  on  eagles'  wing's  upborne, 
To  heaven  ascend'; 
I  shall  behold  his  face, 
I  shall  his  power  adore  ; 
And  sing  the  wonders  of  his  grace 
For  evermore ! 
ff  Qf'  67    C.  M.      Doddridge.  Salem 

t  OO*  Svppyrt  in  God's  Cotxnant  under  TjyuUe, 

1  "I\/rY  God,  the  covenant  of  thy  love 
iVJ.    Abides  for  ever  sure  ; 

And,  in  its  matchless  grace,  I  fe-l 
^ly  happiness  secure. 

2  "What  though  my  house  be  not  with  thee, 

As  nature  could  desire  ! 
To  nobler  joys  than  nature  gives 
Thy  servants  all  aspire. . 


AND  BLESSINGS. 

3  Since  thou,  the  everlasting  God, 
My  Father  art  become  ; 
Jesus,  my  guardian  and  my  friend, 
And  heaven  my  final  home  ; 
41  welcome  all  thy  sovereign  will, 
For  all  that  will  is  love  ; 
And,  when  I  know  not  what  thou  dost, 
I  wait  the  light  above. 
5  Thy  covenant  the  last  accent  claims 
Of  this  poor  faltering  tongue  ; 
And  that  shall  the  first  notes  employ 
Of  my  celestial  song. 


786. 


L.  M.  6  lines. 
the  Covenant. 


1  r\  LORD,  my  God  !  whose  sovereign  love  ! 
v^    Is  still  the  same,  nor  e'er  can  move, 
Look  to  the  covenant,  and  see, 

Has  not  thy  love  been  shown  to  me  ? 
Remember  me,  my  dearest  friend, 
And  love  me  always  to  the  end. 

2  Be  with  me  still,  as  heretofore, 

And  help  me  forward  more  and  more  ; 
My  strong,  my  stubborn  will  incline 
To  be  obedient  still  to  thine  ; 
O  lead  me  by  thy  gracious  hand, 
And  guide  me  safe  to  Canaan's  land. 

W  Q 1^  69      Ts.  Bath  Abbey. 

4  O  I  »  Ecdeemins  Love. 

I  I  IVfOW  begin  the  heavenly  theme, 

l\     Sing  aloud  in  Jesus'  name  ! 

Ye,  who  his  salvation  prove. 

Triumph  in  redeeming  love. 
2  Ye  who  see  the  Father's  grace 

Beaming  in  the  Saviour's  face, 

As  to  Canaan  on  ye  move. 

Praise  and  bless  redeeming  love. 
p  3  Mourning  souls,  dry  up  your  tears  ; 

Banish  all  your  guilty  fears  ; 

See  your  guilt  and  curse  remove 

Cancell'd  by  redeeming  love. 
4  Ye,  alas  !  who  long  have  been 

Willing  slaves  to  death  and  sin. 

Now  from  bliss  no  longer  rove, 

Stop,  and  taste  redeeniing  love. 


SCRIPTURE  DOCTRINES 

/  5  Welcome  all,  by  sin  oppresl, 
Welcome  to  his  sacred  rest ; 
Nothing  broushl  him  from  above, 
Nothing  iMt  redeeming  love. 

6  When  his  Spirit  leads  us  home, 
When  we  to  his  glory  come, 
We  shall  all  the  fulness  prove 
Of  our  Lord's  redeeming  love. 

7  He  subdued  th'  infernal  powers ; 
Those  tremendous  fjes  of  ours 
From  their  cursed  empire  drove— 
Mi£hty  in  redeeming  love. 

/  8  Hither,  then,  your  music  bring, 
I     Striiie  aloud  each  cheerful  string  ; 

Mortals  join  the  host  above, 

Join  to  praise  redeeming  love. 

70     L.  M     Steele.  Rothwe'.l 

Eedempiion  by  Christ  alone. 

NSLAVED  by  sin,  and  bound  in  chains, 
.  j'  Beneath  its  dreadful  tyrant  sway. 
And  doom"d  to  everlasting  pains. 
We  wretched  guilty  captives  lay. 

2  Nor  gold  nor  eems  could  buy  our  peace  ; 
Nor  the  whole  world's  collected  store 
Suffice  to  purchase  our  release  ; 

A  thousand  worlds  were  all  too  poor. 

3  Jesus,  the  Lord,  the  mighty  God, 
An  all-sufficient  ransom  paid  : 
Invalued  price  !  his  precious  blood 
For  vile  rebellious  traitors  shed. 

4  Jesus  the  sacrifice  became 

To  rescue  suiliy  souls  from  hell : 
The  spotless,  bleeding,  dying  Lamb, 
Beneath  avenging  justice  fell. 

5  5  Amazins  goodness  !  love  divine  ! 
O  may  our  grateful  hearts  adore 
The  matchless  grace  ;  nor  yield  to  sm. 
Nor  wear  its  cruel  fetters  more, ! 

p  6  Dear  Saviour,  let  thy  love  pursue 
The  slorious  work  it  has  begun  ; 
Each'secret  lurliins  foe  subdue. 
Arid  let  our  hearts  be  thine  alone. 


788 


AND  BLESSINGS. 

wQQ  71      8.7.4.  Greenfield. 

/  O  cf  •  Finished  Redemption. 

1  TTARK !  the  voice  of  love  and  mercy 
jn    Sounds  aloud  from  Calvary ! 
See  it  rends  the  rocks  asunder, 
Shakes  the  earth,  and  veils  the  sky  ! 

'It  is  finish'd  !'— 
Hear  the  dying  Saviour  cry ! 
/  2  It  is  finish'd  !— 0  what  pleasure 

Do  these  charming  words  afford  ! 

Heavenly  blessings,  without  measure, 

Flow  to  us  from  Christ  the  Lord. 

It  is  finish'd  !— 
Saints,  the  dying  words  record. 

3  Finish'd  all  the  types  and  shadows 

Of  the  ceremonial  law  ! 
Finish'd  all  that  God  had  promised ; 
Death  and  hell  no  more  shall  awe. 

It  is  finish'd!— 
Saints  from  hence  your  comfort  draw. 

4  [Happy  souls,  approach  the  table, 

Taste  the  soul-reviving  food  ; 
Nothing  half  so  sweet  and  pleasant 
As  the  Saviour's  flesh  and  blood. 

It  is  finish'd  !— 
Christ  has  borne  the  heavy  load.] 
/  5  Tune  your  harps  anew,  ye  seraphs, 
Join  to  sing  the  pleasing  iheme  ; 
All  in  earth,  and  all  in  heaven, 
Join  to  praise  Immanuel's  name. 

Hallelujah ! 
Glory  to  the  bleeding  Lamb  ! 

fyCkfX  72      L.M.     Stennert.  Leedi. 

•  ^^»  It  i» finished.   John  xix.  30. 

1  'T^IS  finish'd !  so  the  Saviour  cried, 

X  -And  meekly  bow'd  his  head  and  died ' 
'Tis  finish'd— yes,  the  race  is  run, 
The  battle  fought,  the  victory  won. 

2  Tis  finish'd— all  that  Heaven  decreed, 
And  all  the  ancient  prophets  said, 

Is  now  fulfiU'd,  as  was  design'd, 
lu  me,  the  Saviour  of  mankind. 


SCRIPTURE  DOCTRINES 

3  'Tis  finish'.;!— Aaron  now  no  more 
Must  Slain  his  robes  with  purple  gore, 
The  sacred  veil  is  rent  in  twain, 
And  Jewish  rites  no  more  remain. 

p  4  'Tis  finish'd— this,  my  dying  groan, 
Shall  sins  of  every  kind  atone  : 
IMillions  shall  be  redeera'd  from  death 
By  this,  my  last  expiring  breath. 
5  'Tis  finish'd — Heaven  is  reconciled, 
And  all  the  powers  of  darkness  spoil'd  : 
Peace,  love,  and  happiness  again 
Return,  and  dwell  with  sinful' men. 

(  6  'Tis  finish'd— let  the  joyful  sound 

Be  heard  throush  all  the  nations  round  : 
'Tis  finish'd— let  the  echo  fly 
Through  heaven  and  hell,  through  earth 
and  sky. 

AT  Q  1  73     S's.      D.  Turner.  Goshem 

t  O  L  »        Gratitude  to  God  for  Redemption. 

1  QHALL  Jesus  descend  from  the  skies 
lO  To  alone  for  our  sins  by  his  'olood, 
And  shall  we  such  goodness  despise, 

And  rebels  still  be  to  our  God  1 

2  He  saved  us,  or  we  had  been  lost, 

Nor  comfort  nor  hope  had  e'er  known; 
Yet  he  knew  this  salvation  would  cost 
No  less  than  the  blood  of  his  Son. 

3  Through  him  we  f  irgiveness  shall  find, 

And  "taste  the  sweet  blessings  of  peace  ; 
If,  contrite  and  humbly  resign'd, 
We  trust  in  his  promised  grace. 

4  This  world,  then,  with  all  its  gay  joy, 

That  its  thousands  has  sn'ared  and  un 
done. 
May  tempt,  but  shall  never  destroy, 
Whom  Jesus  has  marked  for  his  own. 

5  While  here  through  the  desert  we  stray, 

Our  God  shall  be  all  our  delight ; 
Our  pillar  of  cloud  in  the  day, 
And  also  of  fire  in  the  night  ; 

6  Till,  the  Jordan  of  death  safely  pass'd, 

We  land  on  the  heavenly  shore. 

Where  we  the  hid  manna  shall  taste, 

Nor  hunger  nor  thirst  any  more. 


II 


AND  BLESSINGS 

/  7  And  there,  while  his  glories  we  see, 
And  feast  on  the  joys  of  his  love, 
We  ^ihanged  to  his  likeness  shall  be. 
And  then  shall  all  gratitude  prove. 
'JCkCy        74    8.  8.  6.  or  L.  C.  M.    Toplady.  Hinloa. 

t  tJyii*  C/irist'i  Atonement. 

p  1  f\  THOU,  who  didst  thy  glory  leavj 
V^    Apostate  sinners  to  retrieve 

From  nature's  deadly  fall, — 
If  thou  hast  bought  me  with  a  price, 
My  sins  against  me  ne'er  shall  rise  ; 
For  thou  hast  borne  them  all. 

2  And  wast  thou  punish'd  in  my  stead  ? 
Didst  thou  without  the  city  bleed 

To  expiate  my  stain  ? 
On  earth  my  God  vouchsafed  to  dweU 
And  made  of  infinite  avail 

The  sutferingsof  the  man. 

3  Behold  him  for  transgressors  given  ! 
Behold  th'  incarnate  King  of  heaven 

For  us,  his  foes,  expire  ! 
s    Amazed,  O  earth  !  the  tidings  hear  J 
He  bore,  that  we  might  never  bear 
His  father's  righteous  ire. 

4  Ye  saints,  the  Man  of  sorrows  bless, 
The  God,  for  your  unrighteousness 

Deputed  to  atone : 
I    Praise,  till,  with  all  the  ransom'd  throng, 
Ye  sing  the  never-ending  song, 
And  see  him  on  his  throne. 

«■  Q  q  75      S.  7.  Siciliaifc 

too*  Gratitude  for  ike  Mcitiermnl. 

1  TTAIL  !  thou  once  despised  Jesus, 
Xl    Hail !  thou  Galilean  King  ! 
Thou  didst  suffer  to  release  us ; 

Thou  didst  free  salvation  bring ; 
Hail !  thou  agonizing  Saviour, 

Bearer  of  our  sin  and  shame  ! 
By  thy  merits  we  find  favour  ; 

Life"  is  given  through  thy  name. 

2  Paschal  Lamb,  by  God  appointed, 

All  our  sins  on  thee  were  laid  ; 
By  almishty  love  anointed, 
Thou  hast  full  atonement  made  ; 


SCRIPTURE  DOCTillNES 

All  thy  people  are  forgiven 

Through  the  virtue  of  thy  blood, 
Open'd  is  the  gate  of  heaven  ; 

Peace  is  made  'twixt  man  and  God. 
I  3  Jesus,  hail !  enthroned  in  glory, 

There  for  ever  to  abide  \ 
All  the  heavenly  host  adore  thee, 

Seated  at  ihy'Fathers  side: 
p     There  for  sinners  thou  art  pleading ; 

There  thou  dost  our  place  prepare ; 
Ever  for  us  interceding, 

Till  in  glory  we  appear. 
4  Worship,  honour,  power,  and  blessins 

Thou  art  worthy  to  receive  ; 
I     Loudest  praises,  without  ceasing, 

iMeet  it  is  for  us  to  give  : 
Help,  ye  brisht  angeli'c  spirits  ! 

Bring  your  sweetest  noblest  lays ! 
Help  to  sins  our  Saviour's  merits  ; 

Help  to  cTiant  Tmmanuel's  praise. 

794. 

;)  1  "pATHER,  God,  who  seest  in  me 

J?    Only  sin  and  misery. 

Turn  to  thy  anointed  One, 

Look  on  thy  beloved  Son  ; 

Him,  and  then  the  sinner,  see  ; 

Look  through  Jesus'  wounds  on  me. 
f)  2  Heavenly  Father,  Lord  of  all. 

Hear,  and  show  thou  hear'st  my  call ! 

Bow  thine  ear,  in  mercy  bow, 

Smile  on  me,  a  sinner,  now  ! 

Now  the  stone  to  flesh  convert, 

Cast  a  look,  and  melt  my  heart. 

3  Lord,  I  cannot  let  thee  go. 
Till  a  blessing  thou  bestow ; 
Hear  my  Advocate  divine, 
Lo  !  to  his,  my  suit  I  join ; 
Join'd  with  his  it  cannot  fail : 
Let  me  now  with  thee  prevail ! 

4  Turn,  from  me,  thy  glorious  eyes 
To  his  bloody  sacrifice, — 

To  the  full  atonement  made, 
To  the  utmost  ransom  paid : 


76      rs. 
Pleading  the  Atvnemmt. 


AND  BI^ESSWGS. 

And,  if  mine,  through  him,  thou  arl, 
Speak  thy  mercy  to  my  heart. 

5  Jesus,  answer  from  above, 
Is  not  all  thy  nature  love  ? 
Pity  from  thine  eye  let  fall; 
Bless  me  while  on  thee  I  call : 
Am  I  thine,  thou  Son  of  God  7 
Take  the  purchase  of  thy  blood. 

6  Father,  see  the  victim  slain, 
Offer'd  up  for  ffuilly  men : 
Hear  his  blouJ-prevailin?  cry  ; 
Let  thy  bowels  then  reply  ! 
Then  through  him  the  sinner  see  ; 
Then,  in  Jesus,  look  on  me  ! 

lyqr  77       CM.  Cimo-iagflt 

4kJO»  Efficacious  Gract. 

1  TTAIL !  mighty  Jesus,  how  divine 
Xl    Is  thy  victorious  sword  ! 
The  stoutest  rebel  must  resign 
At  thy  commanding  word, 
p  2  Deep  are  the  wounds  thy  arrows  give, 

They  pierce  the  hardest  heart; 
I     Thy  smiles  of  grace  the  slain  revive. 
And  joy  succeeds  to  smart. 

3  Still  gird  thy  sword  upon  thy  thigh ; 

Ride  with  majestic  sway  ; 
Go  forth,  sweet  "Prince,  triumphantly. 
And  make  thy  foes  obey. 

4  And  when  thy  victories  are  complete. 

When  all  the  chosen  race 
Shall  round  the  throne  of  glory  meet 

To  sing  thy  conquering  grace ; 
jD  5  O  may  my  humble  soul  be  found 

Among  that  favour'd  band  ! 
I     And  I,  with  them,  thy  praise  will  sound 

Throughout  Immanuel's  land. 

7S       L.  M.  LimebouM 

The  Cotivci  sion  of  Zaccheiu. 


796. 


1  /^NCE,  as  the  Saviour  pass'd  along,  . 
\J    Zaccheus  fain  the  Lord  would  see  ; 
Of  stature  small,  to  'scape  the  throng, 
He  ran  before  and  clirab'd  a  tree. 


SCRIPTURE  DOCTRINES 

2  As  the  omniscient  Lord  drew  nigh, 
Upward  he  look'd,  and  saw  him  there  ; 
'  Zaccheus,  hasten  down,  for  I 
Must  be  thy  guest  to-day ;  prepare. 
3'  To-day,'  the  pardoning  Saviour  cries, 
'Salvation  to  thy  house  is  come  ; 
On  wings  of  sovereign  love  it  flies  ; 
Go,  teirthe  blissful  hews  at  home.' 

jD  4 Lord,  look  on  souls  that  gaze  around,  "I 

To  every  listening  sinner  speak  ;  I 

Now  may  thy  ancient  love  abound; 
From  every  seat  a  captive  take. 

'5 Sinners,  make  haste  our  God  to  meet; 
Come  to  the  feast  his  love  prepares  ; 
*  The  lost  are  sought  and  saved,'  how  swe&i. 
And,  '  not  the  righteous,'  Christ  declares. 

6  Say,  what  are  you  come  out  to  view, 
Jesus,  who  once  for  sinners  died  ? 
O  hear  the  Saviour's  voice  to  you, 
'Cast  sinful,  righteous  self  aside.' 

7  Lord,  wilt  thou  stoop  to  be  my  guest  1 
Dost  thou  invite  thee  to  my  home  1 
Welcome,  dear  Saviour,  to  my  breast, 
To-day  let  thy  salvation  come. 

ry  QlTf  79       C.  M.  Stevens. 

i  a  I  *  The  lost  Sheep  found. 

ITTTHEN  some  kind  shepherd  from  his 
W         fold, 

Has  lost  a  straying  sheep. 
Through  vales,  o'er  hills,  he  anxious  roves 
And  climbs  the  mountain  steep ; 
/  2  But,  0  the  joy  !  the  transport  sweet ! 
When  he  the  wanderer  finds  ; 
Up  in  his  arms  he  takes  his  charge, 
And  to  his  shoulder  binds. 

3  Homeward  he  hastes  to  tell  his  joys. 

And  makes  his  bliss  complete  : 
The  neighbours  hear  the  news,  and  all 
The  joyful  shepherd  greet. 

4  Yet  how  much  greater  is  the  joy 

Wlien  but  one  sinner  turns  ; 
When  the  poor  wretch  with  broken  heart, 
His  sins  and  errors  mourns ! 


AND  BLESSINGS 

5  Pleased  with  the  news,  the  saints  below 

In  soners  their  tongues  employ .' 
/    Beyond  the  skies  the  tidings  go, 
And  heaven  is  fill'd  with  joy. 

6  Well  pleased,  the  Father  sees  and  hears 

The  conscious  sinner  weep  ; 
Jesus  receives  him  in  his  arms, 
And  owns  him  for  his  sheep. 
I  7  Nor  angels  can  their  joys  contain, 
But  kindle  with  new  nre  ; 
*  A  wandering  sheep's  return'd,'  they  sing, 
And  strike \he  sounding  lyre. 
t7  Q  Q  80      C.  M.     Stennett.  Bangor. 

/  c/  O  .        The  cmiverted  Thief.    Luke  xxiii.  42. 

1  A  S  on  the  cross  the  Saviour  hung, 
XJL.  And  wept,  and  bled,  and  died. 
He  pour'd  salvation  on  a  wretch 

Tnat  languish'd  at  his  side. 

2  His  crimes,  with  inward  grief  and  shame, 

The  penitent  confess'd ; 
Then  turn'd  his  dying  eyes  to  Christ, 
And  thus  his  prayer  address'd  : 
3*  Jesus,  thou  Son  and  heir  of  heaven  ! 
Thou  spotless  Lamb  of  God  ! 
I  see  thee  bathed  in  sweat  and  tears. 
And  weltering  in  thy  blood. 
/  4  'Yet  quickly,  from  these  scenes  of  wo, 
In  triumph  thou  shalt  rise. 
Burst  through  the  gloomy  shades  of  death 
And  shine  above  the  skies. 
5*  Amid  the  glories  of  that  world. 
Dear  Saviour,  think  on  me, 
And  in  the  victories  of  thy  death 
Let  me  a  sharer  be.' 
6  His  prayer  the  dying  Jesus  hears. 
And  instantly  replies,— 
'  To-day  thy  parting  soul  shall  be 
With  me  in  Paradise.' 

T  Q  Q  81      S.  M.      Dr.  Doddridge.  Suton, 

I  tjU  »     VitaZ  Union  to  Christ  in  Regeneration. 

1  "p\EAR  Saviour,  we  are  thine, 
XJ    By  everlasting  bands  ; 
Our  names,  our  hearts,  we  would  resign ; 
Our  soula  are  in  thy  hands. 


SCRIPTURE  DOCTRINES 

2  To  ihee  we  still  would  cleave 

With  ever-growine  zeal ; 
If  millions  tempt  us  "Christ  to  leave, 
O  let  them  ne'er  prevail. 

3  Thy  Spirit  shall  unite 

Our  souls  to  ihee  our  head  ; 
Shall  form  us  to  thy  image  bright, 

That  we  Ihy  path  may'iread. 
s  4  Death  may  our  souls  divide 

From  these  abodes  of  clay ; 
But  love  shall  keep  us  near  thy  side 

Through  all  the  gloomy  way. 
5  Since  Christ  and  we  are  one, 

Why  should  we  doubt  or  fear  ? 
If  he  in  heaven  hath  fix'd  his  throne, 

He'll  fix  his  members  there. 


S2      L.  M.    Stennett.  Langoo 

Praise  to  God  for  reneioins  Gract. 


800. 

1  nnO  God,  my  Saviour,  and  my  King, 
JL     Fain  would  my  soul  her  tribute  bring ; 
Join  me,  ye  saints,  in  songs  of  praise, 
For  ye  have  known  and  felt  his  grace. 

p  2  Wretched  and  helpless  once  I  lay, 
Just  breathing  all  my  life  away ; 
He  saw  me  weltering  in  my  blood, 
And  fell  the  pity  of  a^God. 
^  3  With  speed  he  flew  to  my  relief. 

Bound  up  my  wounds,  and  soothed  my  grief ; 
Pour'd  joys  divine  into  my  heart, 
And  bade  each  anxious  fear  depart. 
4  These  proofs  of  love,  my  dearest  Lord! 
Deep  in  my  breast  I  will  record : 
The  life  which  I  from  thee  receive, 
To  thee,  behold,  I  freely  give. 

I  5  My  heart  and  tongue  shall  tune  thy  praise, 
Through  the  remainder  of  my  days  : 
And,  when  I  join  the  powers  above, 
My  soul  shall  belter  sing  thy  love. 


80 


1      _  83       L.  M.  Dunstan 


Human  Righteoiuruss  insufficient  tojvttify. 

WHERE  WITH,0  Lord,shall  I  draw  near. 
Or  bow  myself  before  thy  face  1 
How,  in  thy  purer  eyes  appear  1 
What  shall  1  bring  to  gaia  thy  grace? 


AND  BLESSINGS. 

2  Will  gifts  delight  the  Lord  most  high  ? 
Will  multiplied  oblations  please ": 
Thousands  of  rams  his  favour  buy  ? 

Or  slaughler'd  millions  e'er  appease  ?— 

3  Can  these  assuage  the  wrath  of  God  1 
Can  these  wash  out  my  guilty  stain  ? 
Rivers  of  oil,  or  seas  of  blood  1— 
Alas  !  they  all  must  flow  in  vain. 

4  What  have  I  then  wherein  to  trust  ? 
I  nothing  have,  I  nothing  am; 
Excluded  is  my  every  boast. 

My  glory  swallow'd  up  in  shame. 
p  5  Guilty,  I  stand  before  thy  face  ; 

My  sole  desert  is  hell  and  wrath : 

'Twere  just  the  sentence  should  take  place ; 

But,  O !  I  plead  my  Saviour's  death ! 
p  6 1  plead  the  merits  of  thy  Son, 

Wiio  died  for  sinners  on  the  tree  ; 

I  plead  his  riglUeousness  alone, 

O  put  the  spotless  robe  on  me  ! 

Q/-VQ  84     L.  M.  Duke-streeU 

^  ^  -*'  •  ImpjJted  Righteautness. 

1  TESUS,  thy  blood  and  righteousness 
O     My  beauty  are,  my  glorious  dress ; 
Midst  flaming  worlds,  in  these  array'd, 
With  joy  shall  I  lift  up  my  head. 

2  When,  from  the  dust  of  death,  I  rise 
To  take  my  mansion  in  the  skies. 
E'en  then  shall  this  be  all  my  plea, 
'  Jesus  hath  lived  and  died  for  me.' 

3  Bold  shall  I  stand  in  that  great  day, 
For  who  aught  to  ray  charge  shall  lay  ? 
WTiile,  through  thy  blood,  absolved  I  am 
From  sin's  tremendous  curse  and  shame. 

4  Thus  Abraham,  the  friend  of  God, 
Thus  all  the  armies  bought  with  blood, 
Saviour  of  sinners,  thee  proclaim! 
Sinners — of  whom  the  chief  I  am. 

5  This  spotless  robe  the  same  appears 
When  ruin'd  nature  sinks  in  years  : 
No  age  can  change  its  glorious  hue ; 
The  robe  of  Christ  is  ever  new. 


SCRIPTUKE  DOCTRINES 

i  6  O  let  the  dead  now  hear  thy  voice  ! 
Bid,  Lord,  ihy  banisti'd  ones  rejoice; 
Their  beauty  this,  tlieir  glorious  dress, 
Jesus,  the  Lord,  our  righteousness. 


85        Davies. 
The  pardoning  God.    Micah  1 


803. 

GREAT  God  of  Avonders  !  all  thy  ways 
Are  matchless,  godlike,  and  divine ; 
But  the  fair  glories  of  iliy  grace 

More  godlike  and  unrivalPd  shine  : 
'Who  is  a  pardoning  God  like  thee  1 
Or  who  has  grace  so  rich  and  free  1 

2  Crimes  of  such  horror  to  forgive. 

Such  guilty  daring  worms  to  spare  ; 
This  is  thy  grand  prerogative, 

And  none'shall  in  the  honour  share 
Who  is  a  pardoning  God  like  thee  ? 
Or  who  has  grace  so  rich  and  free  1 

3  Ansels  and  men  resign  their  claim 

1^0  pity,  mercy,  love,  and  grace  ; 
These  glories  crown  Jehovah's  name 

With  an  incomparable  blaze  ;  . 

Who  is  a  pardoning  God  like  thee  ?  A 

Or  who  has  grace  so  rich  and  free  ? 
p  4  In  wonder  lost,  with  trembline  joy, 

We  take  the  pardon  of  our  God  ; 
Pardon  for  crimes  of  deepest  die  ; 

A  pardon  seal'd  with  Jesus'  ))lood  : 
Who  is  a  pardoning  God  like  thee'/ 
Or  who  has  grace  so  rich  and  free  ? 
/  5  0  may  this  strange,  this  matchless  grace, 

This  godlike  miracle  of  love, 
Fill  the  wide  earth  with  grateful  praise, 

And  all  th'  angelic  choirs  above  : 
Who  is  a  pardoning  God  like  thee  ? 
Or  who  has  grace  so  rich  and  free  1 

Qf\A  -6      CM.     Steele.  JsIeJfield. 

OU^.  Pardciiing  Love,    Jar.  iii.  22. 

p  1  TTOW  oft,  alas  !  this  wretched  heart 
XX    Has  wander'd  from  the  Lord ! 
How  oft  my  roving  thoughts  depart, 
Forgetful  of  his  word  ! 
2  Yet,  sovereign  mercy  calls, '  Return:' 
Dear  Lord,  and  may  I  come  ! 


AND  BLESSINGS. 

My  vile  ingratitude  I  mourn ; 
O  take  tlie  wanderer  home  ! 
(  3  And  canst  thou,  wilt  thou  yet  forgive, 
And  bid  my  crimes  remove  1 
And  fihall  a  pardon'd  rebel  live 
To  speak  thy  wondrous  love? 
/  4  Almighty  grace,  thy  healing  power 
How  glorious,  how  divine  ! 
That  can  to  life  and  bliss  restore 
So  vile  a  heart  as  mine, 
p  5  Thy  pardoning  love,  so  free,  so  sweet, 
Dear  Saviou'r,  I  adore  ; 
O  keep  me  at  thy  sacred  feet, 
And  let  me  rove  no  more! 


87    L.  M.    Dr.  Gibbons.       New  Sabbath. 
Divine  Forgiveness.  LuKe  vii.  47. 


805. 

.     1  "pORGIVENESS  !  'tis  a  joyful  sound 
A.      To  malefactors  doom'd  to  die ; 
Publish  the  bliss  the  world  around  ; 
Ye  seraphs,  shout  it  from  the  skyl 
2'Tis  the  rich  gift  of  love  divine  ; 
'Tis  full,  outmeasuring  every  crime  : 
Unclouded  shall  its  glory  shine, 
And  feel  no  change  by  changing  time. 

3  O'er  sins  unnumber'd  as  the  sand, 
And  like  the  mountains  for  their  size, 
The  seas  of  sovereign  grace  expand, — 
The  seas  of  sovereign  grace  arise. 

4  For  this  stupendous  love  of  heaven 
What  grateful  honours  shall  we  show  ? 
Where  much  transgression  is  forgiven. 
Let  love  with  equal  ardour  glow  : 

5  By  this  inspired,  let  all  our  days 
With  various  holiness  be  crown'd: 

Let  truth  and  goodness,  prayer  and  praise, 
In  all  abide,  in  all  abound. 


806, 


88     S.  M.      "Watts.  Aylesbury. 

Confession  and  Pardon.    1  John  i.  9. 


1     IVfY  sorrows,  like  a  flood, 
ItJl    Impatieiii  of  restraint, 
Into  thy  bosom,  O  my  God  ! 
Pour  out  a  long  complaint. 


SCRIPTURE  DOCTRINiiS 

2  This  impious  heart  of  mine 
Could  once  defy  the  Lord, 

Could  rush  with  violence  on  to  sin 
In  presence  of  thy  sword. 

3  How  often  have  I  stood 
A  sebel  to  the  skies, 

And  yet,  and  yet,  0  matchless  grace  I 
Thy  thunder  silent  lies. 

4  O,  shall  I  never  feel 
The  meltinfrs  of  thy  love  ! 

Am  I  of  such  hell-harden'd  steel 
That  mercy  cannot  move  1 
p  5     O'ercome  by  dyins  love, 
Here  at  thy  crossT  lie, 
And  throw  my  flesh,  my  soul,  my  all ; 
And  weep,  and  love,  and  die. 
/  6     'Rise,'  says  the  Saviour,  'rise, 
>  Behold  my  wounded  veins  ! 
Here  flows  a  sacred  crimson  flood 
To  wash  away  thy  stains.' 
7     See,  God  is  reconciled  ! 
Behold  his  smiling  face  ! 
I    Let  joyfiil  cherubs  clap  their  wings, 
And  sound  aloud  his  grace. 

807  ^    ^■^*'    ^'^''"'^se-  W 

*  •  Pardon  spoken  by  Christ. 

1  "IVTY  Saviour,  let  me  hear  thy  voice 
1t±    Pronounce  the  words  of  peace  ! 
And  all  my  wannest  powers  shall  join 
To  celebrate  thy  grace, 
p  2 With  gentle  smiles  call  me  thy  child, 
And  speak  my  sins  forgiven : 
The  accents  mild  shall  charm  mine  ear 
All  like  the  harps  of  heaven. 
/  3  Cheerful,  where'er  thy  hand  shall  lead, 
The  darkest  path  I'll  tread  ; 
Cheerful  I'll  quit  these  mortal  shores, 
And  mingle  with  the  dead. 
4  When  dreadful  guilt  is  done  away. 
No  other  fears  we  know  ; 
That  hand  which  scatters  pardons  down, 
Shall  crowns  of  life  bestow. 


SOS. 


AND  BLESSINGS. 

90     L.  M.  —  WindLam- 

God  ready  to  forgive ;  or,  Despair  nnfuU 

1  TT7HAT  mean  these  jealousies  and  fears  ? 

VV    As  if  the  Lord  was  loath  to  save, 
Or  loved  to  see  us  drench'd  in  tears, 
Or  sink  with  sorrow  to  the  grave. 

2  Does  he  want  slaves  to  grace  his  throne  1 
Or  rules  he  by  an  iron  rod  1 

Loves  he  the  deep  despairing  groan  ? 
Is  he  a  tyrant,  or  a  God  ? 

p  3Not  all  the  sins  which  we  have  wrought, 
So  much  his  tender  bowels  grieve, 
As  this  unkind,  injurious  thought, 
That  he's  unwilling  to  forgive. 
4  WTiat  though  our  crimes  are  black  as  night, 
Or  glowing  like  the  crimson  morn, 
Immanuel's  blood  will  make  them  white 
As  snow  through  the  pure  ether  borne. 

i-  5Lo»-d,  'tis  amazing  grace,  we  own, 
And  well  may  rebel  worms  surprise  ; 
But  was  not  thy  incarnate  Son 
A  most  amazing  sacrifice  ? 
6'  I've  found  a  ransom,'  saith  the  Lord, 
'  No  humble  penitent  shall  die  ;' 
Lord,  we  wou]  J  now  believe  thy  word. 
And  thy  unbounded  mercies  try  ! 

Q  n  Q  91    8.  6.  8.    Crnttenden.         Weston  Favel. 

oU  t/  •  Adoption.     1  John  iii.  1—3. 

1  T  ET  Others  boast  their  ancient  line. 
JU    In  long  succession  great; 

In  the  proud  list  let  heroes  shine, 
And  monarchs  swell  the  state  ; 
Descended  from  the  King  of  kings. 
Each  saint  a  nobler  title  sings. 

2  Pronounce  me,  gracious  God !  thy  sor 

Own  me  an  heir  divine  ; 

I'll  pity  princes  on  the  throne, 

When  I  can  call  thee  mine  : 

Sceptres  and  crowns  unenvied  rise. 

And  lose  their  lustre  in  mine  eyes. 

3  Content,  obscure,  1  pass  my  days, 

To  all  I  meet  unknown  ; 
And  wait  till  thou  thy  child  shalt  raise. 
And  seat  u;e  near  thy  throne : 
30 


SCRIPTURE  DOCTRINES 

No  name,  no  honours  here  I  crave, 

Well  pleased  with  those  beyond  the  gravs. 

4  Jesus,  my  elder  brother,  lives  ; 

With  him  I  too  shall  rei?n  ; 
Nor  sin,  nor  death,  while  lie  survives, 
Shall  make  the  promise  Yain: 
In  him  my  title  stands  secure. 
And  shall  while  endless  years  endure. 

5  When  he,  in  robes  divinely  bright. 

Shall  once  again  appear. 
Thou,  loo,  my  soul,  shalt  shine  in  light, 
And  his  full  im.age  bear. 
Enough  !— I  wait  th'  appointed  day ; 
BlessM  Saviour,  haste  and  come  away. 

Q 1  n  92      C.  M.     Doddridge.  Brai.itree 

^^^*  Mia,  Father.  GaJ.  iv.  6. 

1  QOA'EREIGN  of  all  the  worlds  on  high, 
k3    Allow  my  humble  claim ; 
Nor,  while  a  worm  would  raise  its  head, 
Disdain  a  Father's  name. 
p  2  My  Father,  God  !  how  sweet  the  sound ! 
How  tender,  and  how  dear  ! 
Not  all  the  harmony  of  hfaven 
Could  so  delight  the  ear. 
f  3 Come,  sacred  Spirit,  seal  the  name 
On  my  expanding  heart ; 
And  show  that  in  Jehovah's  grace 
I  share  a  filial  part. 
4  Cheer'd  by  a  sisnal  so  divine,  . 

Unwavering  1  believe  :  ' 

And  Abba,  Father,  humbly  cry, 
Nor  can  the  sign  deceive. 

93      C.  M,      Doddridge.  Arardd. 

True  Liberty  given  by  Christ, 

1  TJARK !  for  'tSf^God's  own  Son  «.hat  callo 
Xl    To  life  and  liberty; 
Transported,  fall  before  his  feet 

Who  makes  the  prisoners  free. 

2  The  cruel  bonds  of  sin  he  breaks, 

And  breaks  old  Satan's  chain  , 
Smiling  he  deals  those  pardi'us  rov^nd 
Which  free  from  endless  pain. 


811 


su. 


AND  BLESSINGS. 

3  Into  the  captive  heart  he  pours 
His  Spirit  from  on  high  ; 
We  lose  the  terrors  of  the  slave, 
And  Abba,  Father !  cry. 

/  4  Shake  off  your  bonds,  and  sing  his  grace; 
The  sinner's  friend  proclaim ; 
And  call  on  all  around  to  seek 
True  freedom  by  his  name. 

/  5  Walk  on  at  large,  till  you  attain 
Your  Father's  house  above  ;  • 
There  shall  you  wear  immortal  crowns, 
And  sing  immortal  love. 

94     7's.     Humphreys.  E^lon. 

The  PrivUeges  of  the  Sons  of  God. 

1  "pLESSED  are  the  sons  of  God  ; 

J3    They  are  bought  with  Jesus'  blood, 
They  are  ransom'd  from  the  grave , 
Life  eternal  they  shall  have  : 

With  them  number'd  may  we  be, 

Now  and  through  eternity  ! 

2  God  did  love  them,  in  his  Son, 
Long  before  the  world  begun  ; 
They  the  seal  of  this  receive, 
When  on  Jesus  they  believe  : 

With  them,  &c. 

3  They  are  justified  by  grace, 
They  enjoy  a  solid  peace  ; 

All  their  sins  are  wash'd  away, 
They  shall  stand  in  God's  great  day 
W^ith  them,  &c. 

4  They  produce  the  fruits  of  grace 
In  the  works  of  rishteousness ! 
Born  of  God,  they'hate  all  sin, 
God's  pure  word  remains  within: 

With  them,  &c. 

5  They  have  fellowship  with  God, 
Through  the  Mediat(jr"s  blood :, 
One  wah  God,  through  Jesus  one, 
Gloi-y  is  in  them  begun : 

With  them,  &c. 

6  Though  they  suffer  much  on  earth, 
Strangers  to  the  worldling's  mirth, 


813 


SCRITTURE  DOCTRINES 

Yet  they  have  an  inward  joy, 
Pleasures  which  can  never  cloy  : 

With  ihem,  &c. 
7  They  alone  are  truly  blest — 
Heirs  of  God,  joint-heirs  with  Christ ; 
They  with  love  and  peace  are  fiU'd ; 
They  are  by  his  Spirit  seal'd  : 

With  them  number'd  may  we  be, 

Now  and  through  eternity. 

95     L.  M.      Stennett,  SteriiD^ 

Christians  the  Smis  of  God, 

1  "IVf  OT  all  the  nobles  of  the  earth, 

J.  1     Who  boast  the  honours  of  their  birlh» 

Such  real  dignity  can  claim 

As  those  who  bear  the  Christian  name. 

2  To  them  the  privilege  is  given 

To  be  the  sons  and  heirs  of  heaven; 
Sons  of  the  God  who  reiens  on  high, 
And  heirs  of  j^ys  beyond  the  sky. 

3  [On  them,  a  happy  chosen  race, 
Their  Father  pours  his  richest  grace  : 
To  them  his  counsels  he  imparts, 
And  stamps  his  image  on  their  hearts. 

4  Their  infant  cries,  their  tender  age, 
His  pity  and  his  love  engage  : 

He  clasps  them  in  his  arms,  and  there 
Secures  them  with  parental  care.] 

5  His  will  he  makes  them  early  know, 
And  teaches  their  young  feet  to  go  ; 
Whimpers  instruction  to  their  minds. 
And  on  their  hearts  his  precepts  bindfs. 

6  When,  through  temptation,  they  rebel. 
His  chastening  rod  he  makes  them  feel ; 
Then,  with  a  father's  tender  heart. 

He  soothes  the  pain  and  heals  the  smart. 

7  Their  daily  wants  his  hand  supply. 
Their  steps  he  guards  with  watchful  eye, 
Leads  them  from  earth  to  heaven  above, 
And  crowns  them  with  eternal  love. 

8  If  I've  the  honour,  Lord,  to  be 
One  of  this  numerous  family; 
On  me  the  gracious  eift  bestow, 
To  call  thee  Aljba,  Father !  loo. 


AND  BLESSINGS. 

9  So  maj^  my  conduct  ever  prove 
My  filial  piety  and  love  ! 
Whilst  all  my  brethren  clearly  trace 
Their  Father's  likeness  in  my  face. 

Q1    A  96    S.  A^,    Doddridge.  Watchman. 

oAtI*  Communionvnth  God  and  Christ.   1  John  i.  6 

1     /^UR  heavenly  Father  calls, 
v^    And  Christ  invites  us  near ; 
With  both  our  friendship  shall  be  sweet, 
And  our  communion  dear. 
p  2     God  pities  all  our  griefs ; 
He  pardons  every  "day  ; 
Almighty  to  protect  our  souls, 
Ancl  wise  to  guide  our  way. 
3     How  large  his  bounties  are ; 
What  various  stores  of  good, 
DiflFused  from  our  Redeemer's  hand, 
And  purchased  with  his  blood  ! 
/  4     JesMS  our  living  Head, 

We  bless  ihy  faithful  care  ; 
Our  Advocate  befure  the  throne, 
And  our  Forerunner  there. 
5     Here  fix,  my  roving  heart! 
Here  wait,  my  warmest  love  ! 
Till  the  communion  be  complete 
In  nobler  scenes  above. 

0 1   fj  97     L.  M.      Beddome.  Effingham 

O  ±  tf  •       Desiring  Communwn  with  God. 

1  Tl/TY  rising  soul,  with  strong  desires, 
ItJl    To  perfect  happiness  as^rires, 
With  steady  steps  would  tread  the  road 
That  leads  to  heaven— that  leads  to  God. 
21  thirst  to  drink  unmingled  love 
From  the  pure  fountain-head  above : 
My  dearest  Lord,  I  long  to  be 
Emptied  of  sin,  and  full  of  thee, 
p  3For  thee  I  pant,  for  thee  1  burn  ; 
Art  thou  withdrawn  1  again  return. 
Nor  let  me  be  the  first  to  say. 
Thou  wilt  not  hear  when  siimers  pray. 

fil  fi  98     C.M.      Cowper.  Peterbora 

VX\J»  Walking  with  God.   Gen.  v.  24. 


'0^2^ 


FOR  a  closer  walk  with  God, 
calm  and  heavenly  frame  ; 


SCRIPTDRE  DOCTRINES 

A  light  to  shine  upon  the  road 
That  leads  me  to  the  Lamb  ! 

2  Where  is  the  blessedness  I  knew 

When  first  I  saw  the  Lord  ? 
Where  is  the  soul  refreshing  view 
Of  Jesus,  and  his  word  7 

3  What  peaceful  hours  I  then  enjoy'd  ! 

How  sweet  their  memory  still ! 
But  now  I  find  an  aching  void 
The  world  can  never  fill. 
p  4  Return,  0  holy  Dove  !  return, 
Sweet  messenger  of  rest ! 
I  hate  the  sins  that  made  thee  mourn, 
And  drove  thee  from  my  breast. 
5  The  dearest  idol  I  have  known, 
Whate'er  that  idol  be. 
Help  me  to  tear  it  from  thy  throne, 
And  worship  only  thee. 
f  6So  shall  my  walk  be  close  with  God, 
Calm  and  serene  my  frame  ; 
So  purer  light  shall  mark  the  road 
That  leads  me  to  the  Lamb. 
Q-l  ry  99      C.  M.     Watts.  Dund«a 

Ol  /•  0  that  I  liiiew  where  I  misht  find  him. 

1  f\  THAT  I  knew  the  secret  place, 
\J    Where  I  might  find  my  God  ! 
I'd  spread  my  wants  before  his  face, 
And  pour  my  woes  abroad. 
;?  2I'd  tell  him  how  my  sins  arise, 
What  sorrows  I  sustain  ; 
How  srace  decays,  and  comfort  dies, 
And  leaves  my  heart  in  pain, 

3  He  knows  what  arguments  I'd  take 

To  wrestle  with  my  God  ; 
I'd  plead  fir  his  own  mercy'  sake, 
And  for  my  Saviour's  blood. 

4  My  God  will  pity  my  complaints, 

And  heal  my  broken  bones  ; 
He  lakes  the  meaning  of  his  saints, 

The  language  of  their  groans. 
/  5  Arise,  my  soul,  from  deep  distress, 

And  banish  every  fear  ; 
He  calls  thee  to  his  throne  of  grace. 

To  spread  thy  sorrows  there. 


818. 


AND  BLESSINGS. 

100     CM.      Watts.  Abridge. 

Sanctification  arid  Pardon, 

ITTTHERE  shall  we  sinners  hide  our  headsl 
VV      Can  rocks  or  mountains  save  1 
Or  shall  we  wrap  us  in  the  shades 
Of  midnight  and  the  grave  1 

2  Is  there  no  shelter  from  the  eye 

Of  a  revenging  God  1 
f    Jesus,  to  thy  dear  wounds  we  fly ; 
Bedew  us  with  thy  blood. 

3  Those  guardian  drops  our  soul  secure, 

And  wash  away  our  sin ; 
Eternal  justice  frowns  no  more, 
And  conscience  smiles  within. 

4  We  bless  that  wondrous  purple  stream, 

That  cleanses  every  stain  ; 
-     Yet  are  our  souls  but  half  redeem'd, 

If  sin,  the  tyrant,  reign. 
«  5  Lord,  blast  his  empire  with  thy  breath ! 

That  cursed  throne  must  fall  ; 
Ye  flattering  plagues  that  work  our  death, 

Fly,  for  we  hate  you  all. 

101      L.  M.     Doddrk„ 
Abundant  Life  by  Christ  our  Shepherd, 

I  "pRAISE  to  our  Shepherd's  gracious  name 
L      Who  on  so  kind  an  errand  came  ; 
Came,  that  by  him  his  flock  might  live. 
And  more  abundant  life  receive. 

t  2  Hail,  great  Immanuel  from  above  ! 
High  sealed  on  thy  throne  of  love, 
O  pour  the  vital  torrent  down, — 
Thy  people's  joy,  their  Lord's  renown. 

p  3  Scarce  half  alive,  we  sigh  and  cry. 
Scarce  raise  lo  thee  our  languid  eye  ; 
Kind  Saviour,  let  our  dying  state 
Compassion  in  thy  heart  create. 
4  The  shepherd's  blood  the  sheep  must  heal ; 
O  may  we  all  its  influence  feel ! 
'Till  inward,  deep  experience  show, 
Christ  can  begin  a  heaven  below. 

QOn  '02      S.  M.      Stenneft.  Frome. 

(JA^KJt  The  Leper  healed  ;  or,  Sanctification  implored. 

p  1     T>EHOLD  the  leperous  Jew, 

D    Oppress'd  with  pain  andjgrief, 


SCRIPTURE  DOCTRINES 

Pouring  his  tears  al  Jesus'  feel 
For  pity  and  relief. 

2  '  O  speak  the  word,'  he  cries, 
'  And  heal  me  of  my  pain  : 

Lord,  thou  art  able,  if  thou  wilt, 
To  make  a  leper  clean.' 

3  Compassion  moves  his  heart, 
He  spealis  the  sracious  word  ; 

The  leper  feels  his  strength  return, 
And  all  his  sickness  cured. 

4  To  thee,  dear  Lord,  I  look, 
Sick  of  a  worse  disease  ; 

Sin  is  my  painful  malady. 
And  none  can  give  me  ease. 

5  But  thy  Alniighly  grace 
Can  heal  my  lepefous  soul : 

O  bathe  me  in  thy  precious  blood. 
And  that  will  rftake  me  whole. 
QCtt  103      S.  >L      Doddridge.  HopkiM 

O^Lm  The  Security  of  Christ's  Sheep. 

1  ly/TY  soul,  with  joy  attend, 

IVX    While  Jesus  "silence  breaks  ; 

No  angel's  harp  such  music  yields 

As  what  my  Shepherd  speaks. 

2  '  I  know  my  sheep,'  he  cries, 

'  My  soul  approves  them  well : 
Vain  is  the  treacherous  world's  disguise, 
And  vain  the  rage  of  hell. 

3  '  I  freely  feed  them  now 
With  tokens  of  my  love  ; 

But  richer  pastures  I  prepare, 
And  sweeter  streams  above. 

4  '  Unnumber'd  years  of  bliss 
I  to  my  sheep  will  give  ; 

And  while  my  ihrone^unshaken  stands, 
Shall  all  m'y  chosen  live. 

5  This  tried  Almighty  hand 
Is  raised  for  their  defence  : 

Where  is  the  power  shall  reach  them  there? 
Or  what  shall  force  them  thence  V 

6  Enough,  my  gracious  Lord, 
Let  faith  triumphant  cry  ; 

My  heart  can  on  this  promise  live, 
Can  on  this  promise  die. 


AND  BLESSINGS. 

QCyO  '*''*      ^-  ^^-      DoddriJge.         Broadmead, 

O  ^^ •  A'oaA  t>i  «Ae  .,JrA,  a72d  lAe  Believer  in  Christ. 

1  'T^HE  deluge  at  ih'  Almighty's  call, 

X     In  what  impetuous  streams  it  fell ! 
Svvallow'd  the  mountains  in  its  rage, 
And  swept  a  guilty  world  to  hell. 

2  In  vain  the  tallest  sons  of  pride 
Fled  from  the  close-pursuing  wave  ; 
Nor  could  their  mightiest  towers  defend, 
Nor  swiftness  'scape,  nor  courage  save. 

s  3  How  dire  the  wreck !  how  loud  the  roar  ! 
How  shrill  the  universal  cry 
Of  millions,  in  the  last  despair, 
Re-echoed  from  the  lowering  sky  ! 

p  4  Yet  Noah,  numble,  happy  saint ! 
Surrounded  with  a  chosen  few, 
Sat  in  his  ark,  secure  from  fear, 
And  sang  the  grace  that  steer'd  him  through. 

5  So  may  I  sing,  in  Jesus  safe. 

While  storms  of  vengeance  round  me  fall. 
Conscious  how  high  my  hopes  are  fix'd, 
Beyond  what  shakes  this  earthly  ball. 

6  Enter  thine  ark,  while  patience  waits, 
Nor  ever  quit  that  sure  retreat ; 

Then  the  wide  flood  which  buries  earth, 
Shall  waft  thee  to  a  fairer  seat. 

7  Nor  wreck  nor  ruin  there  is  seen, 
There  not  a  wave  of  trouble  rolls  ; 

But  the  bright  rainbow  round  the  throne 
Seals  endless  life  to  all  their  souls. 

QOQ  105      CM.  Bedford. 

C -•«-'•        Perseverance.    Psalm  cxix.  Ii7. 

1  T  ORD,  hast  thou  made  me  know  thy  ways  1 
Xj    Conduct  me  in  thy  fear  : 
And  grant  me  such  supplies  of  grace. 
That  I  may  persevere. 
ILet  but  thy  own  almighty  arm 
Sustain  a  feeble  worm, 
I  shall  escape,  secure  from  harm. 
Amid  the  dreadful  storm. 

3  Be  thou  my  all-sufhcient  friend, 

Till  all  my  toils  shall  cease  ; 
Guard  me  through  life,  and  let  my  end 
Be  everlasting  peace. 


SCRIPTURE  DOCTRINES 

QOA  106      L.M.      Slennett.  Welis. 

OX'^»  Pcmoerana  detirtd. 

1  TESUS,  my  Saviour,  and  luy  God, 
•3     Th  'U  hasl  redeem'd  me  with  ihy  blood 
By  lies,  both  natural  and  divine, 
I  am,  and  ever  will  be,  thine. 

8  2 But,  ah  !  should  my  inconstant  heart, 
Ere  Pm  aware,  from  thee  depart, 
What  dire  reproach  would  fall  on  me 
For  such  ingratitude  to  thee  ! 
3  The  thought  I  dread,  the  crime  I  hale ; 
The  guiltj^the  shame,  I  deprecate  : 
And  yet  so  mighty  are  my  fses, 
I  dare  not  trust  my  warmest  vows. 

p  4 Pity  my  frailty,  dearest  Lord  ! 
Grace  in  the  needful  hour  afford  : 
O  steal  this  timorous  heart  of  mine 
With  f  rtiiude  and  love  divine. 

2  5  So  shall  I  triumph  o'er  my  fears, 
And  gather  joys  from  all  my  tears  ; 
So  sfi'all  I  to  the  world  proclaim 
The  honours  of  the  Christian  name. 


107    osaEdffsaad  ll"*.  Toplady.        Chesnunt, 
The  Maiwd  of  Saioatwn. 


825. 

1  rpHEE,  Father !  we  bless, 

J.     Whjse  distinguishing  grace 
Selected  a  people  to  show  forth  thy  praise: 

Nor  is  thy  love  known 

By  election  alone  ; 
For,  O !  thou  hast  added  the  gift  of  thy  Son. 

2  The  goodness  in  vain 
We  attempt  to  explain, 

Which  fjund  and  accepted  a  ransom  for  men: 

Great  Surety  of  thine, 

Thou  didst  not  decline  [design. 

To  concur  with  the  Father's  most  gracious 

3  To  Jesus,  our  friend. 

Our  thanks  shall  ascend,  [end: 

Who  saves  to  the  utmost,  and  ioves  to  the 

Our  ransom  he  paid  ! 

In  his  merit  array  d. 
We  attain  to  the  glory  for  which  we  were 
made. 


AND  BLESSINGS. 

4  Sweet  Spirit  of  grace! 

Thy  mercy  we  bless  [peace. 

For  thy  eminent  share  in  the  council  of 

Great  Agent  divine, 

To  restore  us  is  thine, 
And  cause  us  afresh  in  thy  likeness  to  shine, 

5  O  God,  'tis  thy  part 

To  convince  and  convert ; 
To  give  a  new  life,  and  create  a  new  heart : 

By  thy  presence  and  grace 

We're  upheld  in  our  race,  [days. 

And  are  kept  in  thy  love  to  the  end  of  our 
/  6    Father,  Spirit,  and  Son, 

Agree  thus  in  one,  [own; 

The  salvation  of  those  he  has  mark'd  for  his 

Let  us,  too,  agree 

To  glorify  Thee,— 
Thou  Ineffable  One,  thou  adorable  Three! 


826. 


108      8.  7.  4. 
Frez  Salvation. 


1  TESUS  is  our  great  salvation, 
«j     "Worthy  of  our  best  esteem  ! 
He  has  saved  his  favourite  nation; 

Join  to  sing  aloud  to  him : 

He  has  saved  us, 
Christ  alone  could  us  redeem. 

2  When  involved  in  sin  and  ruin, 

And  no  helper  there  was  found  ; 
Jesus  our  distress  was  viewing  ; 
Grace  did  more  than  sin  abound : 

He  has  call'd  us. 
With  salvatr  ^n  in  the  sound. 

3  Save  us  from  a  mere  profession ; 

Save  us  from  hypocrisy  ; 
Give  us.  Lord,  thb  sweet  possession 
Of  thy  righteousness  and  thee: 

Best  of  favours ! 
None  compared  with  this  can  be. 
4 Let  us  never.  Lord,  forget  thee : 
Make  us  walk  as  pilgrims  here : 
We  will  give  ihee  all  the  slory 
Of  the  love  that  brought  us  near: 

Bid  us  praise  thee, 
And  rejoice  with  holy  fear. 


SCRIPTURE  DOCTRINES 

5  Free  election,  known  by  calling, 
Is  a  privilege  divine: 
Saints  are  kept  from  final  falling : 
I         All  the  glory,  Lord,  be  thine  ; 
All  the  glory, 
All  the  glory,  Lord,  is  thine. 

QQiy  i09     C.  M.  Cambridse. 

Kj  X/  I  *  Complete  Salvatum. 

1  OALYATION,  through  our  dying  God, 
O    Shall  surely  be  complete  ;* 

He  paid  whaie'er  his  people  owed, 
And  cancell'd  all  their  debt. 

2  He  sends  his  Spirit  from  above, 

Our  nature  to  renew  ; 
Disj.ilays  his  power,  reveals  his  love, 
Gives  life  and  comfort  too. 

3  He  heals  our  wounds,  subdues  our  foes, 

And  shows  our  sins  forgiven  ; 
Conducts  us  through  the  wilderness. 

And  brings  us  safe  to  heaven, 
y  4  Salvation  now  shall  be  my  stay ; 

'A  sinner  saved,'  I'll  cry. 
Then  gladly  quit  this  mortal  clay, 

For  better  joys  on  high. 


828. 

50 

fe  pilgrims  !  lor  sion  wno  press,    [days. 
Break  lorih,  and  extol  the  sreat  Ancient  of 


Distin^ishing  Grace.  Jer.  jsxi.  3. 
I  1  TN  songs  of  sublime  adoration  and  praise, 
JL    Ye  pilgrims  !  for  Sion  who  press,    [days. 


His  rich  and  distinguishing  grace. 
2  His  love,  from  eternity  fix'd  upon  you, 
Broke  forth  and  discovered  its  tlame, 
When  each  with  ihs  cords  of  his  kindness  he 
drew, 
And  brought  you  to  love  his  great  name, 
p  30  had  he  not  pitied  the  state  you  were  in, 
Your  bosoms  his  love  had  ne'er  felt, 
You  all  would  have  lived,  would  have  died 
too  in  sin, 
And  sunk  with  the  load  of  your  guilt. 

*  Christ  has  made  a  complete  afoneitient  for  his  people:  in 
thai  sense  his  work  is  finished  : — the  work  of  the  Spirit,  which 
at  present,  in  some  of  the  saints,  is  only  begun,  in  due  time 
shall  be  completed  also. 


AND  BLESSINGS. 

4  What  was  there  in  you  that  could  merit 

esteem, 
Or  give  the  Creator  delight  1 
Twas  '  Even  so !  Father,'  you  ever  must  sing, 
'Because  it  seem'd  good  in  thy  sight.' 

5  'Twas  all  of  thy  grace  we  were  brought  to 

obey! 
While  others  were  suffered  to  go       [way, 
The  road  which  by  nature  we  choose  as  our 
Which  leads  to  the  regions  of  wo. 

6  Then  give  all  the  glory  to  his  holy  name, 

To  him  all  the  glory  belongs ; 
Be  yours  the  high  joy  still  to  sound  forth  his 
fame. 
And  crown  him  in  each  of  your  songs. 

Ill    (1st  Part.)    CM.  Colchester. 

By  the  grace  of  God,  lam  what  lam. 

1  /~^  REAT  God,  'tis  from  thy  sovereign  grace 
vl    That  all  my  blessings  flow; 
Whate'er  I  am,  or  do  possess, 
I  to  thy  mercy  owe. 
/  2  'Tis  this  my  powerful  lust  controls, 
And  pardons  all  my  sin  ; 
Spreads  life  and  comfort  tlirough  my  soul. 
And  makes  my  nature  clean. 
3 'Tis  this  upholds  me  whilst  I  live, 
Supports  me  when  I  die  ; 
And  hence  ten  thousand  saints  receive 
Their  all  as  well  as  I. 
4 How  full  must  be  the  springs  from  whence 
Such  various  streams  proceed  ! 
The  pasture  cannot  but  be  rich 
On  which  so  many  feed. 


829. 


829 


111    (2d  Part.)    S.M.        Mt.  Ephraim. 
Saluation  by  Grace.    Eph.  ii.  5. 

1  /^ RACE  !  'tis  a  charming  sound! 
vT    Harmonious  to  the  ear  ! 

Heaven  with  the  echo  shall  resound, 
And  all  the  earth  shall  hear. 

2  Grace  first  contrived  the  way 
To  save  rebellious  man ; 

And  all  the  steps  that  grace  display 
Which  drew  the  wondrous  plan. 


SCRIPTURE"  DOCTRINES. 

3  [Grace  first  inscribed  my  name 
In  God's  eternal  book  : 

'Twas  grace  that  gave  me  to  the  Lamb, 
Who  all  my  sorrows  took.] 

4  Grace  led  my  roving  feet 
To  tread  the  heavenly  road  : 

And  new  supplies,  each  hour,  I  meet 
While  pressing  on  to  God. 

5  [Grace  taught  my  soul  to  pray, 
And  made  my  eyes  o'erflo^v  ; 

'Twas  grace  which  kept  me  to  this  day, 
And  will  not  let  me  go.] 

6  Grace  all  the  work  shall  crown, 
Through  everlasting  days ; 

It  lays  in  heaven  the  topmost  stone, 
And  well  deserves  the  praise. 


830. 


831 


112      S.  8.  6.  or  L.  C.  M. 
Trusting  in  Christ  for  Pardcn. 

See  1310. 

113      C.  M.    Doddridge.  Stephens. 

',ord,  say  unto  my  soul,  '  /  am  thy  salvation.^ 


I  1 QALVATION  !  O,  melodious  sound 
O    To  wretched  dying  men  ! 
Salvation  that  from  GoB  proceeds, 
And  leads  to  God  again. 

2 Rescued  from  hell's  eternal  eloom, 
From  fiends,  and  fires,  and  chains ; 
Raised  to  a  paradise  of  bliss, 
"\^'iiere  love  triumphant  reigns  ! 

p  3  But  may  a  poor  bewilder'd  soul. 
Sinful  and  weak  as  mine, 
Presume  to  raise  a  trembling  eye 
To  blessings  so  divine. 

4  The  lustre  of  so  bright  a  bliss 
My  feeble  heart  overbears; 
And  unbelief  almost  perverts 
The  promise  into  tears. 

5 My  Saviour  God,  no  voice  but  thine 
/        These  dying  hopes  can  raise  ; 
Speak  thy  salvation  to  my  soul, 
And  turn  my  prayer  to  praise. 


SCRIPTURE  INVITATIONS. 

SCRIPTURE  INVITATIONS  AND 
PROMISES. 

QQO         ''''    CstPar*-)    L.  M.    Stennett.         Hanover. 
QtJyi»  God  reasoning  with  Men. 

s  1  '  /^OIVIE,  sinners,'  saiih  the  mighty  God, 
\J  '  Heinous  as  all  your  crimes  have  been  , 

Lo  !  I  descend  from  mine  abode 

To  reason  with  the  sons  of  men. 
8  2 '  No  clouds  of  darkness  veil  my  face, 

No  vengeful  lighininas  flash  around  : 

I  come  with  te'rms  of'life  and  peace  ; 

Where  sin  hatti  reign'd  let  grace  abound.' 

3  Yes,  Lord,  we  will  obey  thy  call, 
And  to  thy  gracious  sceptre  bow  ; 

O!  make  our  crimson  sins  like  wool, 
Our  scarlet  crimes  as  white  as  snow. 

4  So  shall  our  thankful  lips  repeat 
Thy  praises  with  a  tuneful  voice, 
While,  humbly  prostrate  at  thy  feet, 
We  wonder,  tremble,  and  rejoice. 

CQr>  *''*       (2d  Part)      L.M.  Newcourt. 

ViJ  ^»        Seek  ye  my  face.  Fsalm  xx  vii .  8. 

1  JEHOVAH  speaks ;  '  Seek  ye  my  face !' 
J     My  soul  admires  the  wondrous  grace : 
I'll  seek  thy  face— thy  Spirit  give  ! 
O  let  me  see  thy  face  and  live. 

8  2  I'll  wait ;  perhaps  my  Lord  may  conoe ; 
(If  I  turn  back,  how  sad  my  doom !) 
And,  begging,  in  his  way  I'll  lie 
Till  the  sweet  hour  he  passeth  by. 

p  3 Daily  I'll  seek  with  cries  and  tears, 
With  secret  sighs  and  fervent  prayers; 
And,  if  not  heard— I'll  weeping  sit, 
And  perish  at  the  Saviour's  feet. 
4  But  canst  thou,  Lord  !  see  all  my  pain. 
And  bid  me  seek  thy  face  in  vain  ? 
Th^u  wilt  not,  canst  net  me  deceive,— 
The  soul  that  seeks  thy  face  shall  live. 

OQQ  115      (1st  Part)     8.7.4.  Calvery. 

O  «J  cJ  •      Come  a)xd  vxltomt  to  Jesus  Christ. 

1  i^OME,  ye  sinners,  poor  and  wretched, 
V^*    Weak  and  wounded,  sick  and  sore 


SCRIPTURE 

Jesus  ready  stands  to  save  you. 
Full  of  pity  join'd  with  power: 

He  is  able, 
He  is  willing :  doubt  no  more. 
2 Come,  ye  thirsty  !  come  and  welcome* 
God's  free  bounty  glorify  : 
True  belief,  and  true  repentance, 
Every  grace  that  brings  us  nigh — 

Without  money, 
Come  to  Jesus  Clirist,  and  buy. 

3  Let  not  conscience  make  you  linger, 

Nor  of  fitness  fondly  dream  ; 
All  the  fit7iess  he  requireih 
Is  to  feel  your  need  of  him  ; 

This  he  gives  you  ; 
'Tis  his  Spirit's  rising  beam. 

4  Come,  ye  weary,  heavy  laden. 

Lost  and  ruind  by  the  fall ! 
If  you  larr>-  till  you're  better. 
You  will  never  come  at  all : 

Not  the  righteous,— 
Sinners  Jesus  came  to  call. 
p  5  View  him  prostrate  in  the  garden  ; 
On  the  ground  your  IMaker  lies  ! 
On  the  bloody  tree  behold  him ; 
Hear  him  cry,  before  he  dies, 

*  It  is  finish'd  !' 
Sinner,  will  not  tfiis  suffice  ? 
6  Lo !  th'  incarnate  God  ascended, 
Pleads  the  merit  of  his  blood  : 
Venture  on  him,  venture  wholly, 
Let  no  other  trust  intrude ; 

None  but  Jesus 

Can  do  helpless  sinners  good. 

I  7  Saints  and  angels,  join'd  in  concert, 

Stng  the  praises  of  the  Lamb ; 

While  the  blissful  seats  of  heaven 

Sweetly  echo  with  his  name : 

/  I        Hallelujah ! 

Sinners  here  may  sing  the  same. 

QQQ     113    (2d  Part.)    8.7.4.    Fountain.        Helms  rj 
OcJcJ*  Tfte  Gosptl  Message  ;  or,  Rcccniciiialion  to  God, 
I  QINNERS,  you  are  now  address'd 
O    In  the  name  of  Christ  our  Lord ; 


INHTATIONS. 

He  hath  sent  a  message  to  you, 
Pay  attention  to  his  vvorcf ; 

He  hath  sent  it, 
Pay  attention  to  his  word. 

2  Think  wliat  you  have  all  been  doing, 

Think  what  rebels  you  have  been; 
You  have  spent  your  lives  in  nothing 
But  in  adding  sin  to  sin  ; 

All  your  actions 
One  continued  scene  of  sin, 

3  Yet  your  long-abused  Sovereign 

Sends  to  you  a  message  mifd, 

Loath  to  execute  his  vengeance, 

Prays  you  to  be  reconciled  ; 

Hear  him  woo  you, — 
Sinners,  now  be  reconcilecl. 

4  Pardon,  now  is  freely  publish'd 

Through  the  Mediator's  blood  ; 
p     Who  hath  died  to  make  atonement, 
Ano  appease  the  wrath  of  God ! 

Wondrous  mercy ! 
See,  it  tlows  through  Jesus  blood! 
«  5  fn  his  name  you  are  entreated 
To  accept  this  act  of  grace : 
This  the  day  of  your  acceptance, 
Listen  to  the  terms  of  peace : 

O  delay  not. 
Listen  to  the  terms  of  peace. 
6  Having  thus  then  heard  the  message, 
All  with  heavenly  mercy  fraught ; 
Go  and  tell  the  gracious  Jesus 
If  you  will  be  saved  or  not: 
£  S^y,  poor  sinner ! 

Will  you  now  be  saved  or  not  % 

CQ/I         "^    (IstPart.)    CM.    Fawcett. 
OtJ  ~r»         Let  the  wkhcd  forsake,  his  way. 

p  1  OINNERS,  the  voice  of  God  regard  ; 
lO    'Tis  mercy  speaks  to-day  ; 
Ho  calls  you,  by  his  sovereign  word, 
from  sin's  destructive  way. 
2  Like  the  rough  sea  that  cannot  rest, 
You  live  devoid  of  peace  ; 
A  thousand  stings  within  your  breast 
Deprive  your  souls  of  ease. 
31 


SCRIPTURE 

3  Your  way  is  dark,  and  leads  to  hell ; 
Why  will  you  persevere  1 
Can  you  in  endless  torments  dwell, 
Shut  up  iu  black  despair  ? 
p  4  "V^Tiy  will  you  in  the  crooked  ways 
Of  sin  and  folly  go! 
In  pain  you  travel^all  your  days 
To  reap  immortal  wo ! 

5  But  he  that  turns  to  God  shall  live 

Through  his  abounding  grace: 
His  mercy  will  the  guilt  "forgive 
Of  those  thai  seek  his  face. 

6  Bow  to  the  sceptre  of  his  word, 

Renoimcing  every  sin ; 
Submit  to  him,  your  sovereign  Lord, 
And  learn  his  will  divine. 

7  His  love  exceeds  your  highest  thoughts ; 

He  pardons  like  a  God  ; 
He  will  forgive  yoiu-  numerous  faults, 
Through  the  Redeemer's  blooo. 

QOA  116      (2d  Part.)      L  >L         Tallis  CIni 

O  <J  4: .  xh£  An^eU  hastened  Lot. 

1  TTASTEN,  O  sinner,  to  be  wise, 

Xl    And  stay  not  for  the  morrow's  sun  ! 
The  lonser  wisdom  you  despise. 
The  harder  is  she  to  be  won. 

2  0  hasten  mercy  fo  implore, 

And  stay  not  for  the  morrow's  sun, 
For  fear  thy  season  should  be  o'er 
Before  this  evening's  stage  be  run. 

3  O  hasten,  sinner,  to  return, 

And  stay  not  for  the  morrow's  sun. 
For  fear  thy  lamp  should  fail  to  burn 
Before  the  needful  work  is  done. 

4  0  hasten,  sinner,  to  be  blest. 
And  stay  not  for  the  morrow's  sun, 
For  fear  the  curse  should  thee  arrest 
Before  the  morrow  is  begun. 

5  O  Lord,  do  thou  the  sinner  turn ! 

Now  rouse  him  from  his  senseless  state  ! 
O  let  him  not  thy  counsel  spurn, 
Nor  rue  his  fatal  choice  too  late. 


835. 


INTITATIONS. 

117     L.  M.      Steele.  Kingsbridge. 

Weary  souls  invited  to  rest. 

p  1  /^OME,  weary  souls,  with  sins  distrest, 
\J    Come  and  accept  the  promised  rest ; 
The  Saviwr"s  gracious  call  obey, 
And  cast  your  gloomy  fears  away. 
20ppress'd  with  guilt,  a  painful  load  ; 
O  come,  and  spread  your  woes  abroad ; 
Divine  compassion,  mighty  love. 
Will  all  the  painful  load  remove. 

3  Here  mercy's  boundless  ocean  flows 

To  cleanse'  your  guilt  and  heal  your  woes  ; 
Pardon,  and  life^^and  endless  peace  ; 
How  rich  the  gift !  how  fi-ee  the  grace ! 

4  Lord,  we  accept  with  thankful  heart 
The  hope  thy  gracious  words  impart ; 
We  come  with" trembling,  yet  rejoice, 
And  bless  the  kind  inviting  voice 

fbHeax  Saviour,  let  thy  powerful  love 
Confirm  our  fa.Ji  our  fears  remove ; 
And  sweetly  influence  every  breast, 
And  guide  us  to  eternal  rest. 


836. 


118     H.  M.  or,  6's  and  8's. 
Yet  there  is  room.  Luke  xiv.  22. 


1  TTE  dying  sons  of  men, 

JL      Immerged  in  sin  and  wo, 

The  gospel's  voice  attend. 
While  Jesus  sends  to  you  : 
Ye  perishing  and  guilty,  come, 
In  Jesus'  arms  there  yet  is  room. 

2  No  longer  now  delay, 

Nor  vain  excuses  frame  ; 
He  bids  you  come  to-day, 
Though  poor,  and  blind,  and  lame  ; 
All  things  are  ready,  sinner,  come, 
For  every  trembling  soul  there's  room. 

3  Believe  the  heavenly  word 

His  messengers  proclaim ; 
He  is  a  gracious  Lord, 
And  faithful  is  his  name : 
p    Backsliding  souls,  return  and  come, 
Cast  off  despair,  there  yet  is  room.      - 


SCRIPTUFvE 

4     CompelPd  by  bleeding  love, 

Ye  wandering  sheep,  draw  near ; 
Christ  calls  you  from  alx)ve, 
His  charming  accents  hear ! 
Let  whosoever  will  now  come, 
In  mercy's  breast  there  stiii  is  room. 

O  c3  I  •     Compel  them  to  come  in.    Luke  xi  v.  23. 

1  T  ORD,  how  large  thy  bounties  are, 

I  J    Tender,  gracious,  sinners  friend  ! 
TThat  a  feast  dost  thou  prepare, 

And  what  invitations  send  ! 
Now  fulfil  thy  great  design. 

Who  didst  firet  the  message  bring: 
Every  heart  to  thee  incline. 

Now  compel  them  to  come  in. 

2  Rtishing  on  the  downward  road, 

Sinners  no  compulsion  need. 
Glory  to  forsake,  and  God  : 

See  they  run  with  raf 'd  speed: 
Draw  them  back  by  love  divine  ; 

With  thy  grace  iheir  spirits  win: 
Everv'  heart," &c. 
/  3  Thus  their  willing  souls  compel, 

Thus  their  happy  minds  constrain, 
From  the  ways  of  death  and  hell, 

Home  to  God  and  grace  au'ain  : 
Stretch  that  conquering  arm  >f  thine, 

Once  outstretch'd  to  bleed  for  sin : 
Every  heart  to  thee  incline, 

Now  compel  them  to  come  in. 


120        C.  >L        Steele. 
TM  Saviovr's  Invitation.  John  vii.  37. 


838, 

1  rpuE  Saviour  calls— let  every  ear 
X.     Attend  the  heavenly  sound ; 
Ye  doubling  souls  dismiss  your  fear, 
Hope  smiles  reviving  round, 
^2  For  every  thirsty  longing  heart, 
Here  streams  of  bounty  flow  : 
And  life,  and  health,  and  bliss  impart 
To  banish  mortal  wo. 
3  Here  springs  of  sacred  pleasure  rise 
To  ease  your  every  pain ; 


INVITATIONS. 

(Immortal  foumain!  full  supplies!) 
Nor  shall  you  thirst  in  vain. 
p4Ye  sinners,  come;  'lis  mercy's  voice, 
The  Erracious  call  obey  : 
Mercy  Invites  to  heavenly  joys— 
And  can  you  yet  delay  .' 
5  Dear  Saviour,  draw  reluctant  hearts  ! 
/        To  thee  let  sinners  fly, 

And  take  the  bliss  thy  love  imparls ; 
And  drink,  and  never  die. 

QQQ  121      (UtPart.)       8.8.6.  St.  Joha's. 

0<J  c7  •        WTiosoever  will,  let  him  come. 

1  "XT^  scarlet-colour'd  sinners,  come  ; 

JL     Jesus,  the  Lord,  invites  you  home; 

O  whiiiier  can  you  go  ? 
What !  are  your  crimes  of  crimson  hue  7 
His  promise  is  for  ever  true  ; 

He'll  wash  you  white  as  snow. 

2  Backsliders,  fiU'd  with  your  own  wavs, 
Whose  weeping  nights  and  wretched  days 

In  bitterness  are  spent. 
Return  to  Jesus  ;  he'll  reveal 
His  lovely  face,  and  sweetly  heal 

What  you  so  much  lament. 

3  Tried  souls  !  look  up— he  says,  'Tis  I ; 
He  loves  you  still  but  means  to  try 

If  faith  will  bear  the  test ; 
The  Lord  has  given  the  chiefest  good,— 
He  shed  for  you  his  precious  blood ; 

O  trust  him  for  the  rest ! 

4  Ye  tender  souls,  draw  hither  too, 
Ye  grateful,  highly-favour'd  few. 

Who  feel  the  debt  you  owe  ! — 
Press  on,  the  Lord  haih  more  to  give  ; 
By  faith  upon  him  daily  live. 
And  you  shall  find  it  so. 

121      (2d  Part.)     CM.  Worksop. 

The.  Invitation  of  Wisdom. 


839. 

1  T  0 !  wisdom  stands  with  smiling  face. 
Xj    And  courts  us  lo  her  arms  ; 

Who  can  resist  the  wondrous  grace. 
And  slight  her  powerful  charms  f 

2  Shej  generous,  holds  out  to  our  sight 

Kiches  which  shall  endure ; 


839. 


SCRIPTURE 

Not  sparkling  rubies  half  so  bright, 
Nor  finest  gold  so  pure. 

3  Eternal  pleasures  fill  her  train, 

Pleasures  thai  never  cloy  ; 
*  Come,  drink  of  bliss  unmix'd  with  pain, 

And  taste  celestial  joy.' 
f  4  Immortal  crowns  she  now  displays, 

And  thrones  beyond  the  skies  ; 
Accept  her  blessings  while  she  stayS; 

And  seize  the  glorious  prize. 

121       (3d  Part.)     L.  M.  Portugal 

Thz  Invitation  of  TVisdom  accept^. 

1 T  HEAR  the  counsel  of  a  friend, 
i    And  to  his  soothing  voice  attend  ; 
« Come,  sinners,  ^vretched,  blind,  and  poor, 
Come,  buy,  from  my  unbounded  store. 

2 '  I  only  ask  you  to  receive. 
For  freely  I  my  blessings  give;'— 
Jesus !  and  are  ihy  blessings  free  ? 
Then  I  may  dare  to  come  to  Thee. 

3 1  come  for  grace,  like  gold  refined, 
T'  enrich  and  beautify  my  mind  ; 
Grace  that  will  trials  well  endure, 
And  in  the  furnace  grow  more  pure. 

4  Naked,  I  come  for  that  bright  dress, 
Thy  perfect  spotless  righteousness : 
That  glorious  robe  so  rfchly  dyed 

In  thine  own  blood,  my  shame  to  hide. 
p  5  Like  Bartiraeus,  now  to  thee 

I  come,  and  pray  that  I  may  see ; 

E'en  clay  is  eyesalve  in  thy  hand, 

If  thou  the  blessing  but  command, 
p  6  Here,  wretched,  poor,  and  blind  I  came, 

O  let  me  not  return  the  same  ; 

Let  me  depart,  all-gracious  Lord  ! 

Happy,  enrich'd,  to  sight  restored. 

Q  Ar\  122       L.  M.        Beddome.  Park-street. 

O  4U  •  The  first  Promise. 

1 TTTHEN,  by  the  tempter's  wiles  betray 'd, 
W    Adam,  our  head  and  parent,  fell ; 
Unknown  before,  a  pleasure  spread 
Through  all  the  mazy  deeps  of  hell. 


PROMISES. 

2  Infernal  powers  rejoiced  to  see, 
The  new-made  world  desiroy'd,  undone  ; 
8    But  God  proclaims  his  great  decree, — 
Pardon  and  mercy  through  his  Son. 

s  3  Serpent,  accursed,  thy  sentence  read ; 
'  Almighty  vengeance  thou  slialt  feel ; 
The  woman's  seed  shall  lireak  thy  head, 
Thy  malice  faintly  bruise  his  heel.' 

4  Thus  God  declares  ;  and  Christ  descends, 
Assumes  a  mortal  form  and  dies; 
Whilst,  in  his  death,  death's  empire  ends. 
And  the  proud  conquerer,  conquer'd  lies. 

5  Dying  the  King  of  glory  deals 
Ruin  to  all  his  numerous  foes  : 

His  power  the  prince  of  darkness  feels, 
p    And  sinks  oppress'd  beneath  his  woes. 

OAl  123      L.  M.     Fawcett  Eaton. 

•^  ■*■  •     As  thy  day?,  to  shall  thy  strength  he, 

1  A  FFLICTED  saint,  to  Christ  draw  near, 
J\  Thy  Saviour's  gracious  promise  hear ; 
His  faithful  word  declares  to  thee 

That,  as  thy  days,  thy  strength  shall  be. 

2  Let  not  thy  heart  despond,  and  say, 
p    How  shall  I  stand  the  trying  day  ■? 

He  has  engaged  by  firm  decree, 

That,  as  thy  days,  thy  strength  shall  be. 
p  3  Thy  faith  is  weak,  thy  foes  are  strong ; 

And,  if  the  conflict  should  be  long, 
/    Thy  Lord  will  make  the  tempter  flee ; 

For,  as  thy  days,  thy  strength  shall  be. 

4  Should  persecution  rage  and  flame, 
Still  trust  in  thy  Redeemer's  name ; 
In  fiery  trials  thou  shalt  see 

That,  as  thy  days,  thy  strength  shall  be. 

5  When  call'd  to  bear  the  weighty  cross, 
Or  sore  affliction,  pain,  or  loss, 

Or  deep  distress,  or  poverty —    , 
Still,  as  thy  days,  thy  strength  shall  be. 
B  6  When  ghastly  death  appears  in  view, 
Christ's  presence  shall  thy  fears  subdue  ; 
He  comes  to  set  thy  spirit  free  ; 
And,  as  thy  days,  thy  strength  shall  be. 


SCRIPTURE 

(-y  t/^  124       C.  >I.  Maidstone. 

O  4  !ii  .        Fear  not,  for  I  am  with  thee. 

1  A  ND  art  thou  with  us,  gracious  Lord, 
J\.    To  dissipate  our  fear  ? 

Dost  tliou  proclaim  thyself  our  God, 
Our  God  for  ever  near ") 

2  Dost  thou  a  father's  bowels  feel 

For  all  thy  humble  saints  ?- 
And  in  such  friendly  accents  speak 
To  soothe  our  sad  complaints  1 
p  3  Why  droop  our  hearts  1  why  flow  our  eyes 
WTiile  such  a  voice  we  hear"? 
Why  rise  our  sorrows  and  our  fears, 
VthWe  such  a  friend  is  near?- 
/  4To  all  thine  other  favours  add 
A  heart  to  trust  thy  word  ; 
And  death  itself  shall  hear  us  sine, 
Wliile  resting  on  the  Lord. 
a  ACy  125     C.  M.     Needham.  "-•*- 

O  4cJ  .        My  Grace,  is  sufficient  for  thee. 


'K 


IND  are  the  words  that  Jesus  speaks 
To  cheer  the  drooping  saint ; 


My  erace  sufficient  is  for  you, 
Though  nature's  powers  may  faint. 
2 '  My  grace  its  glories  shall  display, 
And  make  your  sriefs  remove  : 
Your  weakness  shall  the  triumphs  tell 
Of  boundless  power  and  love.' 
p  3  What  thoush  my  griefs  are  not  removed. 
Yet  whv^should  1  despair? 
While  my  kind  Saviour's  arms  support, 
I  can  the  burden  bear. 
4  Jesus,  my  Saviour,  and  rny  Lord, 
'Tis  good  to  trust  thy  name  : 
Thy  power,  thy  faithfulness  and  love, 
Will  ever  be"  the  same. 
p  5  Weak  as  I  am,  yet  through  thy  grace, 

I  all  thinsrs  can  perform ; 
f    And,  smiling,  triumph  in  thy  name 
Amid  the  raging  storm. 

a  A  A  126      C.  M.      Doddriase.  Peterborew 

O  4  4 .     My  Goi  shaJJ.  supply  all  your  need. 

1  "I\/rY  God  !— how  cheerful  is  the  sound  ! 
IVi    How  pleasant  lo  repeat !  . 


PROMISES. 

Well  may  that  heart  with  pleasure  bound, 

Where  God  hath  fix'd  his  seat. 
2  What  want  shall  not  our  Lord  supply 

From  his  redundant  stores  ? 
What  streams  of  mercy  from  on  high 

An  arm  almighty  pours  ! 
3 From  Christ,  the  ever-living  spring, 

These  ample  blessings  flow  ; 
Prepare,  my  lips,  his  name  to  sing. 

Whose  heart  has  loved  us  so. 

4  Now  to  our  Father  and  our  God 

Be  endless  glory  given. 
Through  all  the  realms  of  man's  abode, 
And'tlirough  the  highest  heaven. 

QAfi.  127      C.  M.     Doddridge. 

O^O*  Fearnot. 

1  "TTE  little  flock  whom  Jesus  feeds, 

X  Dismiss  your  anxious  cares ; 
Look  to  the  Shepherd  of  your  souls, 

And  smile  away  your  fears. 

2  Though  wolves  and  lions  prowl  around, 

His  statf  is  your  defence : 
Midst  sands  and  rocks,  your  Shepherd's  voice 
Calls  streams  and  pastures  thence. 

3  Your  Father  will  a  kingdom  give. 

And  give  it  with  delight ; 
His  feeblest  child  his  lo've  shall  call 

To  triumph  in  his  sight. 
I?  4  [Ten  thousand  praises,  Lord,  we  bring 

For  sure  supports,  like  these : 
And  o'er  the  pious  dead  we  sing 

Thy  living  promises. 

5  For  all  we  hope,  and  they  enjoy, 

We  bless  the  Saviour's  name: 
Nor  shall  that  stroke  disturb  the  song 
Which  breaks  this  mortal  frame.] 

QAQ  128     irs.    K .  Oporto. 

O  ^  "  •   Exceeding  ^eat  and  precious  promises. 

1  TTOW  firm  a  foundation,  ye  saints  of  the 

XI  Lord, 

Is  laid  for  your  faith  in  his  excellent  word ! 
What  more  can  he  say  than  to  you  he  hath 

said, 
You  who  unto  Jesus  for  refuge  have  fled  1 


CHRIST. 

e  2In  every  condition,— in  sickness  and  health, 
In  poverty's  vale,  or  abounding  in  wealth  ; 
At  home  and  abroad,  on  the  land,  on  the  sea. 
'  As  thy  days  may  demand,  shall  thy  strength 
ever  be.' 

/  3 '  Fear  not,  I  am  with  thee,  O  be  not  dismay  d ' 
I,  I  am  thy  God,  and  will  still  give  thee  aid  ; 
ru  strengthen  thee,  help  thee   and  cause 

thee  to  stand. 
Upheld  by  my  righteous  omnipotent  hand. 

4 '  "When  through  the  deep  waters  I  call  thee  to 

The  rivers  of  wo  shall  not  thee  ovgrflow  ; 
For  I  will  be  with  thee  thy  trouble  to  bless  ; 
And  sanctify  to  thee  thy  deepest  distress. 

5 '  When  through  fiery  trials  thy  pathway  shall 

lie. 

My  grace,  aii-sufficient,  shall  be  thy  supply , 

The  flame  shall  not  hurt  thee  ;  I  only  design 

Thy  dross  to  consume,  and  thy'gold  to  refine. 

s  6 '  E'en  down  to  old  age,  all  my  people  shall 

prove 
My  sovereign,  eternal,  unchanseable  love  : 
And  when^hoary  hairs  shall  their  temples 

adorn, 
Like  lambs  they  shall  still  in  my  bosom  h^ 

borne. 

7  *  The  soul  that  on  Jesus  hath  lean'd  for  re- 
pose, 
I  trill  not,  I  will  not  desert  to  his  foes  ; 
•    That  soul,  though  all  hell  should  endeavour 
to  shake, 
ni  never,  no,  7iever,  no,  never  forsake.'' 


847. 


CHRIST. 

129      (1st  Part.)      C.  M. 
The  Divinity  of  Christ. 


s  1  T'HEE  we  adore,  Eternal  Word ! 
X     The  Father's  equal  Son  ; 
By  heaven's  obedient  host  adored, 
Ere  time  its  course  begun. 


I 


CHRIST. 

2  The  first  creation  has  display'd 
Thine  energy  divine ; 
For  not  a  single  thing  was  made 
By  other  hands  than  thine. 
f  3  But  ransom'd  sinners  with  delight, 
Sublimer  facts  survey, — 
The  all-creating  Word' unites 
Himself  to  dust  and  clay. 

4  See  the  Redeemer  clothed  in  flesh, 

And  ask  the  reason,  '  Why  V 
j»    The  answer  fills  my  soul  afresh, — 
'  To  sutfer,  bleed,  and  die  !' 

5  Creation's  Author  now  assumes 

A  creatui-e's  humble  fonu ; 
A  man  of  grief  and  wo  becomes, 

And  trod  on  lilie  a  worm. 
p  6  The  Lord  of  glory  bears  the  shame 

To  vile  ira'nsgressors  due  ; 
Justice  the  Prince  of  life  condemns 

To  die  in  anguish  too.— 
7(jod  over  all,  for  ever  blest, 

The  righteous  curse  endures ; 
And  thus"',  to  souls  with  sin  dislrest, 
_  Eternal  bliss  easures. 
/  8  What  wonders  in  thy  person  meet, 

I\Iy  Saviour,  all  divine  ! 
I  fall  with  rapture  at  thy  feet, 

And  would  be  wholly  thine. 

CATI         129    (2d  Part)    C.  AL    Medley.          Aruj 
O  ^  /  •  27if  Jnaimation  of  Christ. 

ORTALS,  awake,  with  angels  join, 
And  chant  the  solemn  lay  ; 
Joy,  love,  and  gratitude  combine 
To  hail  ih'  auspicious  day. 
/■  2  In  heaven  the  rapturous  song  began, 
And  sweet  seraphic  fire 
Through  all  the  shining  legions  ran, 
And  strung  and  tuned  the  lyre. 

Ji  3  Swift  through  the  vast  expanse  it  flew. 
And  loud^the  echo  roll'd  ; 
The  theme,  the  song,  the  joy  was  new, 
'Twas  more  than  heaven  could  hold. 


'M' 


CHRIST. 

Jf  4  Down  through  the  portals  of  the  sky 

Th'  impefuous  torrent  ran  ; 
And  angels  flew,  with  eager  J07, 

To  bear  the  news  to  rnaa. 
s  5  [Wrapt  in  the  silence  of  the  night 

Lay  all  the  eastern  world, 
I     When  bursting,  glorious,  heavenly  light 

The  wondrous'scene  unfurl-d.] 
I  6  Hark  t  the  cherubic  armies  shout, 

And  glory  leads  the  song  : 
Good-will  and  peace  are  heard  throughout 

Th'  harmonious  heavenly  throng. 

7  O  for  a  glance  of  heavenly  love 

Our  hearts  and  songs  to  raise, 
p    Sweetly  to  bear  our  souls  above, 
And  mingle  with  their  lays  ! 

8  With  joy  the  chora«  we'll  repeat, 
I        '  (ilory  to  God  on  high  ! 

Good-will  and  peace  are  now  complete  ; 
Jesus  was  born  to  die.' 
I  9  Hail,  Prince  of  life-!  for  ever  hail, 
Redeemer,  Brother,  Friend ! 
Though  earth,  and  time,  and  life  should  fail 
Thy  praise  shall  never  end. 

O  ^  O  »  xhe  Smig  of  the  AngtU. 

p  1  TTAE.K,  the  herald  angels  sing, 

XI    '  Glory  to  the  nevv"^bora  King; 

Peace  on  earth,  and  mercy  mild, 

God  and  sinners  reconciled.' 
Ji  2  Joyful,  all  ye  nations,  rise. 

Join  the  triumph  of  the  skies ; 

Hail  the  heaven-born  Prince  of  peace ! 

Hail  the  Sun  of  righteousness ! 

p  3  [Mild  he  lays  his  glories  by ; 

Born  that  men  no  more  might  die ; 
Born  to  raise  the  sons  of  earth ; 
Born  to  give  them  second  birth.] 
4  Come,  Desire  of  nations  !  come, 
Fix  in  us  thy  humble  home : 
Rise,  the  woman's  promised  seed, 
Bruise  in  us  the  serpent's  head. 


CHRIST. 

I  5  Glor^^  to  the  new-born  King ! 

Let  us  all  ihe  anthem  s;ug, 
p     '  Peace  on  earth,  and  mercy  mild, 

God  and  sinners  reconciled  P 


131      CM.      Steele.  Braintiee. 

The  hicamation. 


849. 

i  1    A  WAKE,  awake  the  sacred  song 
J\.    To  our  incarnate  Lord  : 
Let  every  heart,  and  every  tongue, 
Adore  the  eternal  Word. 

2  That  awful  Word,  that  sovereign  Power 

By  \\hom  the  worlds  were  made, 
(0  happy  morn,  illustrious  hour !) 
Was  once  in  flesh  array'd  ! 

3  Then  shone  almighty  power  and  love 

In  all  their  glorious  forms. 
When  Jesus  left  his  throne  above, 

To  dwell  with  sinful  worms. 
^-.   <To  dwell  with  misery  below, 

The  Saviour  left  the  skies ; 
And  sunk  to  wretchedness  and  wo, 

Thai  worthless  man  might  rise. 
;/  5  Adoring  angels  tuned  their  songs 

To  hail  the  joyful  day  ; 
With  rapture  then  let  mortal  tongue.s 

Their  grateful  worship  pay. 
s  6  What  glory.  Lord,  to  thee  is  due ! 

With  wonder  we  adore  ; 
But  could  we  sing  as  angels  do. 

Our  highest  praise  were  poor. 

132      8.7.4.      Robinson,  Helmsley. 

Praise  to  tlie  Redeemer. 

1  Tl/TIGHTY  God  !  while  angels  bless  thee. 
IVi    May  a  sinner  lisp  thy'name  ? 

Lord  of  men,  as  well  as  angels. 
Thou  art  every  creature's  theme : 
i  Hallelujah, 

Hallelujah,  Hallelujah,  Amen, 

2  Lord  of  every  land  and  nation  ! 

Ancient  of  eternal  days  ! 
Sounded  through  the  wide  creation 
Be  thy  just  and  lawful  praise :  Hal. 


850. 


CHRIST. 

3  For  the  grandeur  of  thy  nature,— 

GrancT beyond  a  seraph's  thought ; 
For  created  works  of  power,— 

Works  with  skill  and  kindness  wroudit: 

4  For  thy  providence  that  governs  ■^^^• 

Through  thine  emjjire  s  wide  domain  ; 
Wings  an  angel,  guides  a  sparrow : 
Blessed  be  thy  gentle  reign.  Hal 

5  But  thy  rich,  thy  free  redemption, 

Dark  through  brightness  all  along ; 
«     Thought  is  poor,  and  poor  expression  ; 

Who  dare  iing  that  awful  song '}  Hal. 

6  Brightness  of  the  Father's  glory, 

Shall  thy  praise  unutter'd  lie  ? 
f    Fly,  ray  tongue,  such-guilty  silence  ! 

Sing  the  Cord  who  came  to  die.  Hal. 

7  Did  archangels  sing  thy  coming  ? 

Did  the  shepherds  learn  their  lays  ? — 
p    Shame  would  cover  me  ungrateful, 

Should  my  tongue  refuse  to  praise !     Hal. 
8 From  the  highest  throne  in  glory, 
To  the  cross  of  deepest  wo  ; 
All  to  ransom  guilty  captives  : 
Flow  my  praise,  for  ever  flow.  Hal 

9  Gk),  return,  immortal  Saviour  ! 

Leave  thy  footstool,  take  thy  throne  ; 
Thence  return,  and  reign  for  ever, 
Be  the  kingdom  all  thy  own. 

Hallelujah, 
Hallelujah,  Hallelujah,  Amen. 

O  /C 1  133      C.  M.      Doddridge.  Jersey. 

O  c#  J.  •     x/ic  coiidescendms  Gra^i  cj  Christ. 

1  QAVIOUR  of  men,  and  Lord  of  love, 
k^    How  sweet  thy  gracious  name ! 
With  joy  that  errand"  we  review 

On  which  thy  mercy  came. 

2  While  all  thy  own  angelic  bands 

Stood  waiting  on  the  wing, 
Charm'd  with  the  honour  to' obey 

Their  great  eternal  King ; 
p  3  For  us,  mean,  wretched,  sinful  men, 

Thou  laid'st  that  glory  by  ;— 
First,  in  our  mortal liesh,  to  serve; 

Then,  in  that  flesh  to  die. 


CHRIST. 
4  Bought  with  thy  service  and  thy  blood, 
We  doubly,  Lord,  are  thine  ; 
p    To  thee  our  lives  we  would  devote, 

To  thee  our  death  resign. 
Qrr\  134      C.  M.  New  York. 

O  O  i^  •  The  Jtcdeemer's  Message. 

1  TTARK,  the  glad  sound,  the  Saviour  comes, 
Xl    The  Saviour  promised  long! 

Let  every  heart  prepare  a  throne, 
And  every  voictJ  a  song. 

2  On  him,  the  Spirit,  largely  pour'd, 

Exerts  his  sacred  fire  ; 
Wisdom  and  might,  and  zeal  and  love, 
His  holy  breast  inspire. 

3  He  comes,  the  prisoner  to  release, 

In  Satan's  bondage  held  ; 
The  gates  of  brass  before  him  burst, 
The  iron  fetters  yield. 

4  He  comes,  from  thickest  films  of  vice 

To  clear  the  mental  ray  ; 
And,  on  the  eyes  oppress'd  with  night, 
To  pour  celestial  day. 
p  5  He  comes,  the  broken  heart  to  bind. 
The  bleeding  soul  to  cure  ; 
And,  with  the  treasures  of  his  grace, 
T'  enrich  the  humble  poor. 
I  6  Our  glad  hosannas,  Prince  of  peace, 
Thy  welcome  shall  proclaim ; 
And  heaven's  eternal  arches  ring 
With  thy  beloved  name. 
orQ        135    (1st  Part.)    L.  M.     Doddridge.         leedn. 
OOO*  ChrisVs  Tiansfisuration. 

•     1  "IT7HEN  at  a  distance.  Lord,  we  trace 
VV      The  various  glories  of  thy  face, 
What  transport  pours  o'er  all  our  breast, 
And  charms  our  cares  and  woes  to  rest ! , 
2  With  thee,  in  the  obscurest  cell. 
On  some  bleak  mountain  would  I  dwell, 
Rather  than  pompous  courts  behold. 
And  share  their  grandeur  and  their  gold. 

y  3  Away,  ye  dreams  of  mortal  joy  ; 

Raptures  divine  my  thoughts  employ, 

I  see  the  King  of  glory  shme  ; 

And  feel  his  love,  and  call  him  mine. 


CHRIST. 

4  On  Tabor  thus  his  servants  view'd 
His  lustre,  when  iransform'd  he  stood; 

p    And,  bidding  earthly  scenes  farewell, 
Cried,  '  Lor(f,  'tis  pleasant  here  to  dwell.' 

5  Yet  still  our  elevated  eyes 
To  nobler  visions  long  to  rise  ; 
That  grand  assembly'would  we  join. 
Where  all  thy  saints  around  thee  shine. 

e  6 That  mount,  how  bright!  those  forms,  how 
'Tis  good  to  dwell  for  ever  there  !  [fair! 

Come,  death,  dear  envoy  of  my  God, 
And  bear  me  to  that  blest  abode. 

Q  r  Q     133      (2d  Part)    8.  8.  6.  or  L.  C.  M.      Alderton. 

1  TMIMANTJEL.  sunk  with  dreadful  wo, 
X    Unfelt,  unknown  to  all  below — 

Except  the  Son  of  God — 
In  agonizing  pangs  of  soul, 
Drinks  deep  from  wormwood's  bitterest  bowl, 

And  sweats  great  drops  of  blood, 
p  2See  his  disciples  slumbering  round, 
Nor  pitying  friend  on  earth  is  found  ! 

He  treads  the  press  alone  : 
In  vain  to  heaven  he  turns  his  eyes, 
The  curse  awaits  him  from  the  skies — 

His  death  it  must  atone. 
p  30  Father,  hear  !  this  cup  remove  ! 
Save  thou  the  darling  of  thy  love 

(The  prostrate  victim  cries) 
From  overwhelming  fear  and  dread  ! 
Though  he  rrmst  mingle  with  the  dead— 

His  people's  sacrifice. 
4  His  earnest  prayers,  his  deepening  groans, 
Were  heard  before  angelic  thrones  f 

Amazement  rapt  the  sky  ; 
'  Go,  strengthen  Christ!'  the  Father  said— 
Th'  astonished  seraph  bow'd  his  head, 

And  left  the  realms  on  high. 
5]\Iade    strong  in    strength,    renew'd    from 
Jesus  receives  the  cup  as  given,       [heaven. 

And.  perfectly  resign'd," 
s     He  drinks  the  wormwood  raix'd  with  gall, 
Sustains  the  curse,— removes  it  all  — " 

Nor  leaves  a  dreg  behind. 


854. 


CHRIST. 

136      L.  M.  Babylon's  sti-cams. 

Behold  the  Man. 

p  \  T7E  that  pass  by,  behold  the  man  ; 

JL     The  man  of  grief  condemii'd  for  you, 
The  Lamb  of  God,  for  sinners  slain  ! — 
Weeping  to  Calvary  pursue. 
2  His  sacred  limbs,  they  stretch,  they  tear, 
With  nails  they  fasten  to  the  wood— 
His  sacred  limbs— exposed  and  bare, 
Or  only  cover'd  with  his  blood. 

■  s  3  See  there !  his  temple  crown'd  with  thorns, 
His  bleeding  hands  extended  wide. 
His  streaming  feet  transfix'd  and  torn, 
The  fountain  gushing  from  his  side. 

p  4  Thou  dear,  thou  suffering  Son  of  God, 
How  doth  thy  heart  to  sinners  move  ! 
Sprinkle  on  us  thy  precious  blood, 
And  melt  us  with  thy  dying  love.     • 
s  5  The  earth  could  to  her  centre  quake. 
Convulsed,  when  her  Creator  died  ; 
O,  may  our  inmost  nature  shake. 
And  bow  with  Jesus  crucified ! 

6  At  thy  last  gasp,  the  graves  display'd 
Their  horrors  to  the  upper  skies  ; 

/    O  that  our  souls  might  burst  the  shade, 
And,  quicken'd  by  thy  death,  arise  ! 

7  The  rocks  could  feel  thy  powerful  death. 
And  tremble,  and  asunder  part; 

p    O,  rend,  with  thy  expiring  breath, 
The  harder  marble  of  our  heart ! 

Q  /^  /^  137      L.  M.        Steele,  Dresden 

O00»  A  dying  Saviour.* 

s  1  QTRETCH'D  on  the  cross,  the  Saviour  dies 
i^    Hark  !  his  expiring  groans  arise  ! 
See,  from  his  hands,  his  feet,  his  side. 
Runs  down  the  sacred  crimson  tide  ! 
2  But  life  attends  the  deathful  sound  ! 
And  flows  from  every  bleeding  wound  .: 
The  vital  stream,  how  fi'ee  it  flows 
To  save  and  cleanse  his  rebel  foes ! 

p  3  To  suifer  in  the  traitor's  place. 
To  die  for  man,  surprising  grace  ! 
*  See  hymi)s  on  Redemption  and  the  Lord's  Supper. 
32 


856. 


CHRIST. 

Yet  pass  rebellious  angels  by — 

O  why  for  man,  dear  Saviour,  why  ? 

J*  4  And  didst  thoU  bleed  1 — for  sinners  bleed  ) 
And  could  the  sun  behold  the  deed  1 
No  !  he  withdrew  his  sickening  ray, 
And  darkness  veil'd  the  mourning  day. 
5  Can  I  survey  this  scene  of  wo, 
Where  mingling  grief  and  wonder  flow  ; 
And  yet  my  heart  unmoved  remain, 
Insei'isible  to  love  or  pain  1 

f  6  Come,  dearest  Lord  !  thy  grace  impart 
To  warm  this  cold,  this  sfupid  heart; 
Till  all  its  powers  and  passions  move 
In  melting  grief  and  ardent  love. 

138        C.  iL        Stennett.  Tort 

Tht  attract imi  cfthe  Cross. 

1  TTONDER— amazing  sight !— 1  see 

JL      Th'  incarnate  Son  of  God, 
Expiring  on  ih'  accursed  tree, 
And  weltering  in  his  blood. 

2  Behold  a  purple  torrent  run 

Down  from  his  hands  and  head  : 
The  crimson  tide  puts  out  the  sun  ; 
His  groans  awake  the  dead. 

3  The  trembling  earth,  the  darken'd  sky 

Proclaim  the  truth  aloud ; 
And,  with  the  amazed  centurion  cry, 
'  Tills  is  the  Son  of  God  !' 

4  So  great,  so  vast  a  sacrifice, 

INIay  well  my  hope  revive  : 
If  God's  own  Son  thus  bleeds  and  dies. 
The  sinner  sure  may  live. 
p  50,  that  these  cords  of  love  divine 
Might  draw  me.  Lord,  to  thee  ! 
Thou'hasl  my  heart,  it  shall  be  thine — 
Thine  it  shall  ever  be  ! 

Q  r  |iy  139       L.  M.  Rede;Tip!Kio 

O  <J  /  •  j^g  dying  Love  of  Christ  cmstraining  to  Devotum. 

1  QEE,  Lord,  thy  willing  subjects  bow, 

^    Adoring,  low  before  thy  throne  : 

Accept  our  humble,  thankful  vow : 

Thou  art  our  Sovereign,  thou  alone. 


CHRIST. 

/  2  Beneath  thy  soul-reviving  ray, 
E'en  cold  affliction's  winiry  gloom 
Shall  brighten  into  vernal  day. 
And  hopes  and  joys  immortal  bloom, 

3  Smile  on  our  souls,  and  bid  us  sing 
In  concert  with  the  choir  above, 
The  glories  of  our  Saviour  king, 
The  condescensions  of  his  love. 

p  4  Amazing  love,  tiiat  stoop'd  so  low, 
To  view  with  pity's  melting  eye 
Vile  men,  deserving  tndless  v.o: 
Amazing  love  ! — did  Jesus  die  ? 

p  5  He  died,  to  raise  to  life  and  joy 
The  vile,  the  guilty,  the  undone ; 

/    O,  let  his  praise  each  hour  employ. 
Till  hours  no  more  their  circles  run. 
6  He  died  !  ye  seraphs,  tune  your  songs ! 

I     Resound,  resound,  the  Saviour's  name  ! 
For  naught  below  immortal  tongues 
Can  ever  reach  the  wondrous  theme. 

Q  r  Q     140    H.  M.  or  6's  and  8"3.     Doddridge.     Bethes 
ODO*  The  Resurrection  of  Christ. 

1  TTES  !  the  Redeemer  rose, 
X      The  Saviour  left  the  dead, 
And  o'er  our  hellish  foes 
High  raised  his  conquering  head ; 
In  wild  dismay  The  guards  around,  , 
Fall  to  the  ground,  Alid  sink  away. 
2Lo  !  th'  angelic  bands 
In  full  assembly  meet 
To  wait  his  high  commands, 
And  worship  at  his  feet: 
/        Joyful  they  come.  And  wing  their  way 

From  realms  of  day  To  Jesus'  tomb 
/  3  Then  back  to  heaven  they  fly. 
The  joyful  news  to  hear: 
Hark  !  as  they  soar  on  high. 
What  music  fills  the  air  ! 
Their  anthems  sav,  '  Jesus,  who  bled, 
Hath  left  the  dead ;  He  rose  to-day.' 

4  Ye  mortals !  catch  the  sound, 
Redeem'd  by  him  from  hell, 

I     And  send  the  echo  round 

The  globe  on  which  you  dwell ! 


CHRIST. 

Transported  cry—'  Jesus,  who  bled, 
Halh  left  the  dead,  No  more  lo  die.' 
I  5  AU  hail,  Iriumphanl  Lord, 

Who  savest  us  with  thy  blood  ! 

Wide  be  ihy  name  adored, 

Thou  risin?,  reigning  God  ! 
With  thee  we  rise.  With  thee  we  reign^ 
And  empires  gain  Beyond  the  skies. 

8^.  Q  141      7's.  Germ.in  Hymn 

O'  t/  •  The  Resurrection. 

1  /CHRIST,  the  Lord,  is  risen  to-day  ! 
\J    Sons  of  men  and  angels  say! 
Raise  your  joys  and  triuniphs  high  ! 
Sing,  ye  heavens,— and  earth  reply. 

2  Love's  redeemins  work  is  done,— 
Fought  the  fight,~'ihe  battle  won : 

s    Lo  !"'the  sun's  eclipse  is  o'er : 
Lo  !  he  sets  in  blood  no  more. 

3  Vain  the  stone,  the  watch,  the  seal, 
Christ  halh  burst  the  gates  of  hell ; 
Death  in  vain  forbids  his  rise, 
Christ  hath  open'd  paradise. 

/  4  Lives  again  our  slorious  King ! 

'  Where',  O  death  !  is  now  thy  sting  V 

Once  he  died  our  souls  to  save, 

*  Where's  thy  victory,  boasting  grave  V 
f  5  Soar  we  now  where  Christ  has  l£.\l, 

Following  our  exalted  Head  : 

Made  like  him,  like  him  we  rise. 

Ours  the  cross,  the  grave,  the  skies. 
6  What  though  once  we  perish'd  all, 

Partners  of  our  parents  fall, 

Second  life  let  us  receive, 

In  our  heavenly  Adam  live. 
I  1  Hail,  the  Lord  of  earth  and  heaven ! 

Praise  to  thee  by  both  be  given ! 

Thee  we  greet  triumphant  now, 

Hail  the  Resui~rection — thou. 

Qr»r\  142      Ts.  Easter 

O  D  U  •        The  Resurrection  and  Ascenixon. 


'k 


Death  yield  up  thy  mighty  prey ! 
See  !  he  rises  from  the  tomb, 
Glowing  with  immortal  bloom.     Hallelujah. 


CHRIST. 

2  'Tis  the  Saviour !  angels  raise 
Fame's  eternal  trump  of  praise ! 
Let  the  earth's  remotest  bound 

Hear  the  joy-inspiring  sound.  Hal. 

3  Now,  ye  saints,  lift  up  your  eyes 
Now  to  glory  see  him  rise. 

In  long  triumph  up  the  sky — 

Up  to  wailing  worlds  on  high.  Hal. 

4  Heaven  displays  her  portals  wide  ! 
Glorious  hero,  through  them  ride  ! 
King  of  glory  !  mouiil  the  throne, — 

Thy  great  Father's  and  thy  own.  Hal. 

5  Praise  him,  all  ye  heavenly  choirs  ! 
Praise,  and  sweep  your  golden  lyres ! 
Shout,  0  earth,  in  rapturous  song, 

Let  the  strains  be  sweet  and  strong !       Hal. 

6  Every  note  with  wonder  swell. 
Sin  o'erthrown,  and  captivtd  hell ! 
Where  is  hell's  once  dreaded  king  7 
Where,  O  death !  thy  mortal  sling  ?        HaL 

o  r>  1  143       L.  M.  Wareham. 

O  U  1  •     ChruVs  Rtmrretiion  a  Pledge  of  ours. 

1  T T7HEN  I  the  holy  grave  survey, 

V  V    Where  once  my'Sa  viour  deign'd  to  lie ; 
I  see  fulfiU'd  what  prophets  say. 
And  all  the  power  of  death  defy. 

2  This  empty  tomb  shall  now  proclaim 
How  weak  the  bands  of  conquer'd  death  : 

p    Sweet  pledge,  that  ail  who  trust  his  name 
Shall  rise,  and  draw  immortal  breath  1 

3  [Our  Surety,  freed,  declares  us  free, 
For  whose  oifences  he  was  seized : 
In  his  release  our  men  we  see, 

I     And  shout  to  view  Jehovah  pleased.] 

4  Jesus,  once  number'd  with  the  dead, 
Unseals  his  eyes  to  sleep  no  m.ore  : 
And  ever  lives  their  cause  to  plead, 
For  whom  the  pains  of  death  he  bore. 

/  5 Thy  risen  Lord,  my  soul,  behold  ! 
See  the  rich  diadem  he  wears  ! 
Thou  too  Shalt  bear  a  harp  of  gold, 
To  crown  thy  joy  when  he  appears. 


CHRIST. 

6  Though  in  the  dust  I  lay  my  head, 
Yet,  gracious  God,  thou  wilt  not  leave 
My  flesh  for  ever  with  the  dead, 
Nor  lose  thy  children  in  the  grave. 

QOry  144      CM.        Doddridse.  New  York 

O  0  i^»     Comfort  to  siich  who  seek  a  risen  Jems. 

1  TT'E  humble  souls  that  seek  the  Lord, 

JL      Chase  all  your  fears  away  ; 
And  bow  with  pleasure  down  to  see 
The  place  where  Jesus  lay. 

2  Thus  low  the  Lord  of  life  was  brought ; 

Such  wonders  love  can  do ! 
Thus  cold  in  death  that  bosom  lay, 
Which  throbb'd  and  bled  for  you. 
p  3  A  moment  give  a  loose  to  grief, — 
Let  graleTul  sorrows  rise: 
And  wash  the  bloody  stains  away 
With  torrents  from  your  eyes. 
/  4  Then  dry  your  tears,  and  tune  your  songs. 
The  Saviour  lives  again  ; 
Not  all  the  iDolts  and  bars  of  death 
The  Conqueror  could  detain. 
5  High  o'er  the  angelic  bands  he  rears 
His  once  dishohour'd  head  ; 
And,  through  unnumber'd  years,  he  reigns, 
Who  dwelt  among  the  dead. 
/6  With  joy  like  his  shall  every  saint 
His  empty  tomb  survey ; 
Then  rise,  with  his  ascending  Lord, 
To  realms  of  endless  day. 
Q  Aj  Q  145     L.  M.  Biendoa 

O  D  cj  •  Christ's  Ascension. 

1  /^UR  Lord  is  risen  from  the  dead  ; 
yj    Our  Jesus  is  gone  up  on  high  ; 
The  powers  of  hell  are  captive  led— 
Dragg'd  to  the  portals  of  the  sky. 

2  There  his  triumphal  chariot  wails, 
And  angels  chant  the  solemn  lay  ; 

'  Lift  up  your  heads,  ye  heavenly  gates'. 
Ye  everlasting  doors,  give  way  !' 

3  Loose  all  your  bars  of  massy  light, 
And  wide  unfold  the  radian*  scene; 

He  claims  those  mansions  as  his  right:— 
Keceive  the  King  of  glory  in. 


CHRIST. 

s  4 '  WTio  is  the  King  of  glory,  who  V 
The  Lord  ihat  all  his'foes  o'ercame : 
The  world,  sin,  death,  and  hell  o'eithrew  ; 
And  Jesus  is  the  Conqueror's  name. 
5  Lo  !  his  triumphal  chariot  waits, 
And  angels  chant  the  solemn  lay  ; 
'  Lift  up  your  heads,  ye  heavenly  gales  ! 
Ye  everlasting  doors,  give  way  !' 

s  6 '  Who  is  the  King  of  glory,  who  1 ' 
The  Lord,  of  boundless  power  possest, 
The  King  of  saints  and  angels  too, 
God  over  all,  for  ever  blest ! 

Qf\A      ^^^    ^"  ^'  °''  ^'  ^'     Doddridge.        Resurrectioi 
^  ^  4»    /£jy.5  seen  of  Angels.   1  Tim.  ui.  16. 

1  f\  YE  immortal  throng 

v_'    Of  angels  round  the  throne, 
Join  with  our  feeble  song. 
To  make  the  Saviour  known  : 

On  eanh  ye  knew  His  wondrous  grace  ; 

His  beauteous  face  In  heaven  ye  view. 

2  Ye  saw  the  heaven-born  child 
In  human  flesh  array'd, 
Benevolent  and  mild, 
While  in  the  manger  laid  : 

I        And  praise  to  God,  And  peace  on  eartli, 
For  such  a  birth,  Proclaim'd  aloud. 

3  Ye,  in  the  wilderness. 
Beheld  the  tempter  spoil'd,— 

Well  known  in  every  dress,  ' 

In  every  combat  foil'd  : 
And  joy'd  to  crown  The  Victor's  head. 
When  Satan  fled  Before  his  frown. 
p  4  Around  the  bloody  tree 

Ye  press'd  with  strong  desire, 

That  wondrous  sight  to  see, — 

The  Lord  of  life  expire  ; 
And,  could  your  eyes  Have  known  a  leaj 
Had  dropp'd  it  there  In  sad  surprise. 
5  Around  his  sacred  tomb 

A  willing  watch  ye  keep, 

Till  the  blest  moment  come 

To  rouse  him  from  his  sleep  ; 
Then  roU'd  the  stone,  And  all  adored 
Your  rising  Lord,  With  joy  unknown. 


CHRIST. 

6  TThen  all  array 'd  in  light, 
The  shining  Conqueror  rode, 
Ye  haird  his  rapturous  flight, 
Up  to  the  throne  of  God  ; 

And  waved  around  Your  golden  wings, 
And  struck  your  strings  Of  sweetest  sound 

7  The  warbling  notes  pursue, 
I     And  louder  alithems  raise  ; 

While  mortals  sing  with  you 

Their  otcri  Redeemer's  praise  ; 
And  thou,  my  heart,  With  equal  flame, 
And  joy  the  same,  Perform  thy  part. 

C  /^  r  147     L.  M.       Steele.  Surry. 


TTie  eaxLltcd  Saviour. 


N 


And  join  the  blissful  choir  above ; 
There  our  exalted  Saviour  reigns, 
And  there  they  sing  his  wondrous  love. 

2  While  seraphs  tune  the  immortal  song, 
O,  may  we  feel  the  sacred  flame ; 
And  every  heart  and  every  tongue, 
Adore  the  Saviour's  glorious  name ! 

3  Jesus,  who  once  upon  the  tree 
In  agonizing  pains  expired ; 

s     Who  died  for  rebels— yes,  'lis  he ! 

How  bright !  how  lovely !  how  admired ! 

p  4  Jesus,  who  died  that  we  might  live. 
Died  in  the  wretched  traitor's  place  ; 
O,  what  returns  can  mortals  give 
For  such  immeasurable  grace"? 

5  Were  universal  nature  ours, 
And  art,  with  all  her  boasted  store ; 
Nature  and  art,  with  all  their  powers, 
Would  still  confess  the  offerer"poor ! 

y  6  Yet  though  for  bounty  so  divine 
We  ne'er  can  equal  honours  raise : 
Jesus,  may  all  our  hearts  be  thine, 
And  all  our  tongues  proclaim  thy  praise ! 

QOn  14S        S"s  and  7^ 

O  O  O  •  Chriit  tht  Lamb  eyithroiied  and  worshipptd. 

See  1311. 


867. 


CHRIST. 

149      H.  M.  or  6's  and  S's. 


Tlie  Kingdom  of  Christ. 

1  "p  EJOICE  !  the  Lord  is  King  : 
XV    Your  God  and  King  adore: 
Mortals,  give  thanks  and  sing, 
/       And  triumph  evermore  : 

Lift  up  the  heart,  lift  up  the  voice, 
I    Rejoice  aloud,  ye  saints,  rejoice. 

f  2  Rejoice  !  the  Saviour  reigns,— 

The  God  of  trutii  and  love  ; 
When  he  had  purged  our  stains, 

He  took  his  seat  above ; 
lift  up  the  heart,  lift  up  the  voice, 
Rejoice  aloud,  ye  saints,  rejoice. 

3  His  kingdom  cannot  fail, 

He  rules  o'er  earth  and  heaven ; 
The  keys  of  death  and  hell 

Are  to  our  Jesus  given : 
Lift  up  the  heart,  lift  up  the  voice, 
I     Rejoice  aloud,  ye  saints,  rejoice. 

4  He  all  his  foes  shall  quell, 

Shall  all  our  sins  destroy. 
And  every  bosom  svyfell 

With  pure  seraphic  joy: 
Lift  up  the  heart,  lift  up  the  voice, 
I     Rejoice  aloud,  ye  saints,  rejoice. 

5  Rejoice  in  glorious  hope ! 

•         Jesus,  the  judge  shall  come. 
And  take  his  servants  up 
To  their  eternal  home : 
We  soon  siiall  hear  the  archangel's  voice — 
The  trump  of  God  shall  sound,  rejoice. 

QCQ  150    JO'S  and  U's.    Fawcett.  Cheshunt 

O  O  a  .  j.^  Fulness  of  Christ. 

1  A   FULNESS  resides  in  Jesus  our  head, 
XX    And  ever  abides  to  answer  our  need  ; 
The  Father's  good  pleasure  has  laid  up  in 

store 
A  plentiful  treasure  to  give  to  the  poor. 

2  Whate'er  be  our  wants,  we  need  not  to  fear, 

Our  numerous  complaints  his  mercy  will 
hear : 


CHRIST.  i 

His  fulness  shall  yield  us  abundant  supplies :      I 

His  power  shall  shield  us  when  dangers      I 

arise.  I 

3  The  fountain  o'erflows  our  woes  to  redress  ;        ' 

Still  more  he  bestows,  and  grace  xxpcm 
grace :  i,  '■ 

His  gifts  in  abundance  we  daily  receive ;  j 

He  has  a  redundance  for  all  that  believe. 

4  Whatever  distress  awaits  us  below, 

Such  plentiful  grace  will  Jesus  bestow. 
As  still  shall  support  us,  and  silence  our  fear  ; 
For  nothing  can  hurt  us  while  Jesus  is  near. 

5  When  troubles  attend,  or  dang«»r  or  strife. 

His  Ir  >'e  will  defend  and  giTard  us  throunl- 
l.fe: 
p    And  when  we  are  fainting,  and  ready  to  die 
Whatever  is  wanting  his  hand  will  supph 


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151        8*8.  Sup 

•  The  unsearchable  Riches  of  Christ.  Eph.  iii.  8 

1  TTOW  shall  I  my  Saviour  set  forth  ?- 
XX    How  shall  I  his  beauties  declare  ?- 
O  how  shall  I  speak  of  his  worth, 

Or  what  his  chief  dignities  are? 
His  angels  can  never  express, 

Nor  saints  who  sit  nearest  his  throne, 
How  rich  are  his  treasures  of  graqe: — 

No  !  this  is  a  mystery  unknown. 

2  In  him,  all  the  fulness  of  God 

For  ever  transcendently  shines ; 
Though  once  like  a  mortal  he  stood, 

To  finish  his  gracious  designs  : 
Though  once  he  was  nail'd  Co  the  cross, 

Vile  rebels  like  me  to  set  free, 
His  glory  sustained  no  loss,— 

Eternal  his  kingdom  shall  be. 

3  His  wisdom,  his  love,  and  his  power, 

Seem'd  then  with  each  other  to  vie. 
When  sinners  he  stoop'd  to  restore,— 

Poor  sinners  condemned  to  die  ! 
He  laid  all  his  grandeur  aside, 

And  dwelt  in  a  cottage  of  clay — 
Poor  sinners  he  loved  till  he  died— 

To  wash  their  pollutions  away.- 


CHKiST. 

;;  4  0  sinners,  believe  and  adcre 

This  Saviour,  so  i  ich  to  redeem  ! 
No  creature  can  ever  explore 

The  treasures  of  gootlness  in  him  : 
Come,  all  ye  who  see  yourselves  lost. 

And  feel  yourselves  burden'd  with  sin, 
Draw  near,  while  with  terror  you're  toss'd, 

Believe,  and  your  peace  shall  begin. 
5  Now,  sinners,  attend  to  his  call, 

'  Whoso  hath  an  ear  let  him  hear,' 
He  promises  mercy  to  all 

Who  feel  their  sad  wants,  far  and  near : 
He  riches  has  ever  in  store. 

And  treasures  that  never  can  waste : 
Here's  pardon,  here's  grace,  yea,  and  more, 

Here's  glory  eternal  at  last. 

C^n  '^^       ^■^*-     Steele.  Portugal. 

G  i  \J»    The  Intercession  of  Christ.  Heb.  vii.  25. 

1  TTE  lives !  the  great  Redeemer  lives ! 
XI    (What  joy  the  blest  assurance  gives  !) 
And  now,  before  his  Father,  God, 
Pleads  the  full  merit  of  his  blood, 
s  2  Repeated  crimes  awake  our  fears, 

And  justice  arm'd  with  frowns,  appears  ; 
But  in  the  Saviour's  lovely  face, 
Sweet  mercy  smiles,  and  all  is  peace. 

3  Hence,  then,  ye  black,  despairing  thoughts  • 
Above  our  fears,  above  our  faults, 

/    His  powerful  intercessions  rise  ; 
And  guilt  recedes  and  terror  dies. 

4  In  every  dark  distressful  hour. 
When  sin  and  Satan  join  their  power. 
Let  this  dear  hope  repel  the  dart, 
That  Jesus  bears  us  on  his  heart. 

p  5  Great  Advocate,  almighty  Friend — 
On  him  our  humble  hopes  depend ; 
Our  case  can  never,  never  fail, 
For  Jesus  pleads,  and  must  prt^vail. 

Q  >Y  1  153        C.  M.        Toplady.  Bray. 

O  f   J.  •          ChrisVs  Jntercesnon  prevalent. 

1    A  WAKE,  sweet  gratitude !  and  sing 
XA.    Th'  ascended  Saviour's  love ; 
Sin^  how  he  lives  to  carry  on 
His  people's  cause  above. 


CHRIST. 

2  With  cries  and  tears,  he  offer'd  up 

His  humble  suit  telow  ; 

But  with  authority  he  asks, 

Enthroned  in  glory  now. 

3  For  all  that  come  to  God  by  him, 

Salvation  he  demands; 
Points  to  their  names  upon  his  breast. 
And  spreads  his  wounded  hands. 

4  His  sweet  atoning  sacrif  ce 

Gives  sanction  to  nis  claim: 
'Father,  I  will  that  all  my  saints 
Be  with  me  where  I  am  : 

5  'By  their  salvation  recompense 

The  sorrows  I  endured ; 
Just  to  the  merits  of  ihy  Son, 

And  faithful  to  ihy  word.' 
Eternal  life,  al  his  request, 

To  every  saint  is  given  ; 
Safety  below,  and  after  death, 

The  pleniitude  of  heaven. 

7  [Founded  on  right,  ihy  prayer  avails  ; 

The  Father  smiles  on  thee  ; 
And  now  thou  in  thy  kingdom  an. 
Dear  Lord,  remember  me. 

8  Let  the  much  incense  of  thy  prayer 

In  my  behalf  ascend; 
And,  as  its  virtue,  so  my  praise 
Shall  never,  never  end.] 

t^lJC)  ^^        ^■^^-        Doddridge.  A 

1  TVr^^  ^^^  ^""^  cheerful  eyes  survey 
XS     Our  great  High-priest  above, 
And  celebrate  his  constant  care 

And  sympathetic  love. 

2  Though  raised  to  a  superior  throne, 

"WTiere  angels  bow  around, 
And  hish  o'er  all  the  shining  train, 
With"^matchleps  honours  crown'd ; 
3The  names  of  all  his  saints  he  bears 
Deep  graven  on  his  heart ; 
Nor  shall  the  meanest  Christian  say 
That  he  hath  lost  his  part. 


CHRIST. 

4  Those  characters  shall  fair  abide, 

Our  everlasting  trust, 
When  gems,  and  monuments,  and  crowns 
Are  moulder'd  down  to  dust. 

5  So,  gracious  Saviour  !  on  my  breast 

May  thy  dear  name  be  worn,— 
A  sacred  ornament  and  guard. 
To  endless  ages  borne  ! 

QtJ  Q  ^^^        C.  M.        Doddridge.  'Wiudsor. 

O  I  (J»  ChrisVs  Admonition  to  Peter. 

1  TTOW  keen  the  tempter's  malice  is ! 
JjL    How  artful  and  how  great ! 
Though  not  one  grain  shall  be  destroyed, 

YeCwill  he  sift  the  wheat. 

2  But  God  can  all  his  power  control, 

And  gather  in  his  chain  ; 
And,  where  he  seems  to  triumph  most, 
The  captive  soul  regain. 

3  There  is  a  Shepherd,  kind  and  strong. 

Still  watchful  for  his  sheep  : 
Nor  shall  th'  infernal  lion  rend 

"Whom  he  vouchsafes  to  keep, 
p  4  Blest  Jesus  !  intercede  for  us. 

That  we  may  fall  no  more  :  * 

O  raise  us  when  we  prostrate  lie, 

And  comfort  lost  restore. 
I  5  Thy  secret  energy  impart, 

That  faith  may  never  fail ; 
But  midst  whole  showers  of  fiery  darts, 

That  temper'd  shield  prevail. 

6  Secured  ourselves  by  grace  divine. 

We'll  guard  our  brethren  too  ; 
And,  taught  their  frailty  by  our  own, 
Our  care  of  them  renew. 


CHARACTERS  AND  REPRESENTATIONS 
OF  CHRIST. 

Q>J  A  156        L.  M.  Islington. 

O  i  ^»  Advoratt.  1  John  ii.  1. 

1  "ITTHERE  is  my  God  •?  does  he  retire 
V  V      Beyond  the  reach  of  humble  sighs  1 
Are  these  weak  breathings  of  desire 
Too  lansuid  too  ascend  the  skies ') 


CHARACTERS 

2  No,  Lord  !  the  breathings  of  desire, 
The  weak  petition,  if  sincere, 

Is  not  forbidden  to  aspire, 

But  reaches  thy  all-gracious  ear. 

jfSLook  up,  my  soul,  with  cheerful  eye, 
See  Avhere  the  ereat  Redeemer  stands,— 
The  glorious  Advocate  on  high, 
With'precious  incense  in  his" hands. 

p  4  He  sweetens  every  humble  groan. 
He  recommends  each  broken  prayer; 
Recline  tiay  hope  on  him  alone. 
Whose  power  and  love  forbid  despair. 

/  5  Teach  my  weak  heart,  O  gracious  Lord  ! 
With  stronger  faith  to  calf  thee  mine  ; 
Bid  me  pronounce  the  blissful  word, 
My  Father,  God,  with  joy  divine. 

Q>y  X  157       L.  M.  Duastaa. 

O  /  <J  •  Srazen  Serpent. 

1  ■fT7HEXIsraersgTievingtribescomplain'd> 
V  V    With  fiery  serpents' greatly  pain'd 
A  serpent  straight  the  prophet  made 
Of  molten  brass,  to  view  display'd. 
J)  2  Around  the  fainting  crowds  attend. 

To  heaven  their  niburnful  sighs  ascend  ; 
They  hope,  they  look,  while  from  the  pole 
Pescends  a  power  that  makes  them  whole. 

3  But,  0  !  what  healing  to  the  heart 
Doth  our  Redeemer's  cross  impart ! 

f     What  life,  by  faith,  our  souls  receive 
What  pleasures  do  his  sorrows  give  ! 

4  Still  may  I  view  the  Saviour's  cross, 
And  other  objects  count  but  loss  ; 
Here  still  be  fix'd  my  feasted  eyes, 
Enraptured  with  his  sacrifice  ! 

5  Jesus  the  Saviour !  balmy  name  ! 

Thy  worth  my  tongue  would  now  proclaim ; 
By  thy  alonerhent  set  me  free  ! — 
My  life,  my  hope,  is  all  from  thee. 

158    L.  >L    Fawcett.        Green-s  Hundred- 


876. 


Bread  of  Life  John  vi.  35.  4S. 


1  T^EPRAA'ED  minds  on  ashes  feed, 
JlJ    Nor  love  nor  seek  for  heavenly  bread ; 
They  choose  the  husks  which  swine  do  eat, 
Or  meanly  crave  the  serpent"s  meat. 


OF  CHRIST. 

•2  Jesus !  thou  art  the  living  bread 
By  which  our  needy  souls  are  fed ; 
In  thee  alone  ihy  children  find 
Enough  to  fill  the  empty  mind. 
'.:  SWitlioul  this  l^read,  I  starve  and  die; 
No  other  can  my  need  supply  : 
But  this  will  suit  my  wretched  case, 
Abroad,  at  home,  in  every  place. 

4'Tis  this  relieves  the  hungry  poor 
Who  ask  for  bread  at  mercy's  door; 
This  living  food  descends  from  heaven, 
As  manna  to  the  Jews  was  given. 
/  5  This  precious  food  my  heart  revives ; 

What  strength,  what  nourishment  it  gives  ! 

O  let  me  evermore  be  fed 

With  this  divine  celestial  bread  ! 

Oryry  159    L.  M.    Fawcett.  Leeds. 

Of/*  j^g  Marriage  between  Christ  and  the  Soul. 

1  TESUS,  the  heavenly  Lover,  gave 
J     His  life  my  wretched  soul  to  save  : 
Resolved  to  make  his  mercy  known, 
He  kindly  claims  me  for  his  own. 

2 Rebellious,  I  against  him  strove, 
Till  melted  and  constraint  by  love ; 
With  sin  and  self  I  freely  part, 
The  heavenly  Bridegrooni  wins  my  heart. 
p  3  My  guilt,  my  wretchedness  he  knows, 
Yet  takes  and  owns  me  for  his  spouse  ; 
My  debts  he  pays,  and  sets  me  free, 
And  makes  his  riches  o'er  to  me. 

4  My  filthy  rags  are  laid  aside, 
He  clothes  me  as  becomes  his  bride ; 
Himself  bestows  my  wedding-dress, — 
The  robe  of  perfect  righteousness. 
s  5  Lost  in  astonishment,  I  see, 

Jesus !  thy  boundless  love  to  me: 
With  angels  I  thy  grace  adore, 
And  long  to  love  and  praise  thee  more. 
/  6  Since  thou  wilt  take  me  for  thy  bride, 

0  Saviour,  keep  me  near  thy  side ! 

1  fain  would  give  thee  all  my  heart. 
Nor  ever  from  my  Lord  depart. 


CHARACTERS 

C  T  Q  160     L.  M.    Be(}dome.  Araheinj. 

Cj  §  ^»  Sris^ht  and  morning  Star.  Rev.  ixii.  16. 

1  "VTE  worlds  of  light  that  roll  so  near 
JL      The  Saviour's  throne  of  shining  bliss, 
O  tell  how  mean  your  glories  are, — 
How  faint  and  few,  compared  with  his  ! 

/  2  We  sing  the  bright  and  morning  Star, 
Jesus,  the  spring  of  light  and  love  : 
See,  how  its  rays,  diffused  from  far, 
Conduct  us  to  the  realms  above  ! 

/  3Its  cheering  beams  spread  wide  abroad,— 
Point  out  tiie  puzzled  Christian's  way: 
Still,  as  he  goes,  he  finds  the  road 
Enlighlen'd'with  a  constant  day. 

4  [Thus  when  the  eastern  magi  brought 
Their  royal  gifts,  a  star  appears  ; 
Directs  them"  to  the  babe  they  sought, 

And  guides  their  steps  and  calms  their  fears.] 

5  When  shall  we  reach  the  heavenly  place 
Where  this  bright  Star  shall  brightest  shine  ? 
Leave  far  behind  these  scenes  of  night, 
And  view  a  lustre  so  divine  ? 

161     C.  M.     Stennett.  Charleston. 

Chief  among  ten  Thousand. 

1  T^O  Christ,  the  Lord,  let  every  tongue 
X     Its  noblest  tribute  bring  : 
When  he's  the  subject  of  the'song, 

Who  can  refuse  to  sing  1 

2  Survey  the  beauties  of  his  face, 

And  on  his  glories  dwell  ; 
Think  of  the  wonders  of  his  grace, 

And  all  his  triumphs  tell.  " 
s  3  Majestic  sweetness  sits  enthroned 

Upon  his  awful  brow ; 
His  head  with  radiant  glories  crown'd. 

His  lips  with  grace  o'erflow. 
4  No  mortal  can  with  him  compare 

Among  the  sons  of  men  : 
Fairer  he  is  than  all  the  fair 

That  fill  the  heavenly  train, 
p  5  He  saw  me  plunged  in  deep  distress, 

He  flew  to  myl-elief ; 
For  me  he  bore  the  shameful  cross, 

And  carried  all  my  grief. 


879. 


OF  CHRIST. 

6  [E/s  hani'd  a  thousand  blessings  potim 

Upon  my  guilty  head  ; 
His  presence  gilds  my  darkest  hours, 
And  guards  my  sleeping  bed. 

7  To  him  1  owe  my  life,  and  breath, 

And  all  the  joys  I  have : 
He  makes  me  triumph  over  death, 

And  saves  me  from  the  grave.] 
/  8  To  heaven,  the  place  of  his  abode, 

He  brings  my  weary  feet ; 
Shows  me  the  glories  of  my  God, 

And  makes  my  joys  complete. 
9  Since  from  his  bounty  I  receive 

Such  proofs  of  love  divine, 
Had  1  a  thousand  heans  to  give, 

Lord,  they  should  all  be  thine ! 

162        8. 7. 
Consolation  of  Israel, 

1  /^OME,  thou  long-expected  Jesus ! 
\j    Born  to  set  thy  people  free  ; 
From  our  fears  and  sins  release  us. 

Let  us  find  our  rest  in  thee  : 
Israel's  strength  and  consolation, 

Hope  of  all  the  saints  thou  art ; 
Dear  desire  of  every  nation, — 

Joy  of  every  longing  heart. 
2Born,  thy  people  to  deliver ; 

Born  a  child,  and  yet  a  king: 
Born  to  reign  in  us  for  ever. 

Now  thy  gracious  kingdom  bring: 
By  thine  own  eternal  Spirit, 

Rule  in  all  our  hearts  alone ; 
By  thine  all-sufficient  merit. 

Raise  us  to  thy  glorious  throne. 


880 


881, 


163     L.M.        Doddridge.  WeUs. 

Corner-stone. 


1 T  ORD,  dost  thou  show  a  corner-stone 
JLi    For  us  to  build  our  hopes  upon, 
That  the  fair  edifice  may  rise 
Sublime  in  light  beyond  the  skies  1 

2  We  own  the  work  of  sovereign  love  ; 
Nor  death  nor  hell  the  hopes  siiall  move, 
Which  fix'd  on  this  foundation  stand, 
Laid  by  thine  own  almighty  hand. 


CHARACTERS 

3  Thy  people  long  this  stone  have  tried. 
And  all  the  powers  of  hell  detied  ; 
Floods  of  lempialion  beat  in  vain, 
Well  doth  this  rock  the  house  sustain, 
s  4  When  storms  of  wrath  around  prevail, 
Whirlwind  and  thunder,  fire  and  hail, 
'Tis  here  our  trembling  souls  shall  hide, 
And  here  securely  they  abide  : 

5  While  such  as  scorn  this  precious  stone, 
Fond  of  some  quicksand  of  their  own. 
Borne  down  by  weighty  vengeance  die, 
And  buried  deep  in'ruin  lie. 

Q  Q  r)  164      C.  M.  Overt 

^jO^»  Desire  of  all  jS'aticms. 

I]\TIMTE  excr  Hence  is  thine, 
Thou  lovely  Prince  of  grace  ! 
Thy  uncreated  beauties  shine 
With  never-fading  rays. 

2  Sinners,  trom  earth's  remotest  end, 

Come  bending  at  thy  feet  ; 
To  thee  their  prayers  and  vows  ascend, 
In  thee  their  wishes  meet. 

3  Thy  name,  as  precious  ointment  shed, 

Delights  the  church  around  ; 
Sweetfy  the  sacred  odours  spread 
Through  all  Immauuers  ground. 
/  4  IMiUions  of  happy  spirits  live 
On  thy  exhaus'tless  store  ; 
From  thee  they  all  their  bliss  receive, 
And  still  thou  givest  more. 
0  Thou  art  their  triumph  and  their  joy  ; 
They  find  their  all  in  thee  ; 


Thy  glories  will  their  tongues  employ 
Th"      '     ■•  ■        " 


883 


hrough  all  eternity. 

165        CM.        DodarMge.  Sileiu 

The  Door. 

1  A  WAKE,  our  souls,  and  bless  his  name, 
XjL    Whose  mercies  never  fail ; 

Who  opens  wide  a  door  of  hope 
in  Achor's  gloomy  vale. 

2  Behold  the  portal  wide  display 'd. 

The  building's  strong  and  fair ; 
Within  are  pastures  fresh  and  green, 
And  iivins  streams  are  there. 


OF  CHRIST. 

/  3  Enter,  my  soul,  with  cheerful  haste, 
For  Jesus  is  the  door : 
Nor  tear  the  serpent's  wily  arts, 
Nor  fear  the  lion's  roar. 
4  0  may  thy  grace  the  nations  lead, 
And  Jews  and  Gentiles  come, 
All  travelling,  through  one  beauteous  gate, 
To  one  eternal  home ! 

O  C  /I  166     L.  M.     Steele.  Treatioii. 

O  O  rt  •  Our  Example. 

1  A  ND  is  the  gospel  peace  and  love  ?- 
xx    Such  let  our  conversation  be  ; 
The  serpent  blended  with  the  dove, 
Wisdom  and  meek  simplicity. 

2  Whene'er  the  angry  passions  rise. 

And  tempt  our  thoughts  or  tongues  to  strife, 
To  Jesus  let  us  lift  o'ur  eyes, 
Bright  pattern  of  the  Christian  life  ! 
0  30,  how  benevolent  and  kind  ! 
How  mild  !  how  ready  to  forgive ! 
Be  this  the  temper  of  our  mind. 
And  these  the  rules  by  which  we  live. 

4  To  do  his  heavenly  Father's  will 
Was  his  employment  and  delight ; 
Humility  and  holy  zeal 

Shone  through  his  life  divinely  bright ! 

5  Dispensing  good  where'er  he  came, 
The  laboursof  his  life  were  love: 
O,  if  we  love  the  Saviour's  name, 
Let  his  divine  example  move  ! 

4  6  But  ah  !  how  blind !  how  weak  we  are  ! 
How  frail !  how  apt  to  turn  aside ! 
Lord,  we  depend  upon  tliy  care, 
And  ask  thy  Spirit  for  our  guide. 
7  Thy  fair  example  may  we  trace. 
To  teach  us  what  we  ought  to  be  ! 
IMake  us,  by  thy  transformins  grace, 
Dear  Saviour,  daily  more  like  thee. 

Q  Q  r  167      L.  M.     Doddridge. 

JO  O  t    Jesus  the,  Foundation  of  our  Bope. 

1  TESUS,  the  Lord,  our  souls  adore  ! 
U     A  painful  sufferer  now  no  more. 
High  on  his  Father's  throne  he  reigns 
O'er  earth  and  heaven's  extensive  plains. 


CHARACTERS 

2  His  race  for  ever  is  complete  ; 
For  ever  undisiurb'tl  his  seat ; 
Myriads  of  angels  round  him  fly, 
And  sing  his  well-gain'd  victory. 

3  Yet  midst  the  honours  of  his  throne, 
He  joys  not  for  himself  alone  ! 

His  meanest  servants  share  their  part, 
Share  in  that  royal  tender  heart. 

f  4  Raise,  raise,  my  soul,  thy  raptured  sight. 
With  sacred  wonder  and  delight; 
Jesus,  thy  own  forerunner,  see^ 
Enter'd  beyond  the  vale  for  thee. 

I  5  Loud  let  the  howling  tempest  yell, 

And  foaming  wav^s  to  mountains  swell ; 
No  shipwreck  can  my  vessel  fear. 
Since  hope  hath  fix'd  its  anchor  here. 


886 


163        5's  and  6*5.       Hart 
Tcm-ntaiix  open  for  Sinners. 

1  'T^HE  fountain  of  Christ, 
JL     Lord,  help  us  to  sing, — 
The  blood  of  our  Priest, 

Our  crucified  King ; 
The  fountain  that  cleanses 

From  sin  and  from  filth, 
And  richly  dispenses 

Salvation  and  health. 

2  This  fountain  so  dear 

He'll  freely  impart ; 
When  pierced  by  the  spear, 

It  flow'd  from  his  heart. 
With  blood  and  with  water ; 

The  first  to  atone, 
To  cleanse  us  the  latter ; 

The  fountain's  but  one. 

3  This  fountain  from  guilt 

Not  only  makes  pure, 
And  gives,  soon  as  felt, 

Infallible  cure  ; 
But,  if  guilt  removed 

Return  and  remain. 
Its  power  may  be  proved 

Again  and  again. 

4  This  fountain,  unseal'd, 

Stands  open  for  all 


OF  CHRIST. 

Who  long  to  be  heal'd, 
The  great  and  the  small ; 

Here's  strength  for  the  weakly 
That  hither  are  led  ; 

Here's  health  for  the  sickly, 
And  life  for  the  dead. 

5  This  fountain,  though  rich, 

From  charge  is  quite  clear; 
The  poorer  the  wretch, 

The  welcomer  here; 
Come  needy,  and  guilty. 

Come  loathsome  and  bare ; 
Though  leperous  and  filthy, 

Come  just  as  you  are. 

6  This  fountain  in  vain 

Has  nBver  been  tried  ; 
It  takes  out  al'  stain 

Whenever  applied : 
The  fountain  flows  sweetly, 

With  virtue  divine. 
To  cleanse  souls  completely, 

Though  leperous  as  mine. 


169     C.  M.      Cowper.  Carthago. 

Praise  for  the  Fountain  opened. 


887. 

1  rpHERE  is  a  fountain  fiU'd  with  blood, 
JL     Drawn  from  Immanuel's  veins  ; 
And  sinners  plunged  beneath  that  flood, 

Lose  all  their  guilty  stains. 

2  The  dying  thief  rejoiced  to  see 

That  fountain  in  his  day  ; 
O  may  I  there,  though  vile  as  lie. 

Wash  all  my  sins  away  ! 
p  3  Dear  dying  I.amb !  thy  precious  blood 

Shall  never  lose  its  power, 
I     Till  all  the  ransom'd  church  of  God 

Be  saved  to  sin  no  more. 
4  E'er  since  by  faith  I  saw  the  stream 

Thy  flowing  wounds  supply, 
^    Redeeming  love  has  been  my  theme, 

And  shall  be  till  I  die. 
p  5But  when  this  lisping,  stammering  tongue 

Lies  silent  in  the  grave, 
I     Then,  in  a  nobler,  sweeter  song, 

I'll  sing  thy  power  to  save. 


CHARACTERS 

Q  Q  Q  170     L  M.      Newton.  ShoeL 

O  O  O  .  Friend. 

1  T>OOR,  weak,  and  worthless  though  I  am, 
Jr    I  have  a  rich  almighty  friend  ; " 
Jesus,  the  Saviour,  is  his  name, 

He  freely  loves,  and  without  end. 

2  He  ransom'd  me  from  hell  with  blood  ; 
And  by  his  power  my  foes  controU'd  ; 
He  found  me  wandering  far  from  God, 
And  brought  me  to  his  chosen  fold. 

3  He  cheers  my  heart,  my  wants  supplies. 
And  says  that  I  shall  sliortly  be 
Enthroned  with  him  above  the  skies ; 

O !  what  a  friend  is  Christ  to  me ! 

PAtTSE.  Magdalene. 

1$  this  tby  kindness  to  thy  friend  ?  2  Sam.  xvi.  17. 

4  But  ah  !  my  inmost  spirit  mourns; 
And  well  my  eyes  with  tears  may  swim. 
To  think  of  my  perverse  returns": 

I've  been  a  faithless  friend  to  him. 

5  Often  my  srracious  friend  I  grieve, 
Nedect,"  distrust,  and  disobey  ; 
And  often  Satan's  lies  believe 
Sooner  than  all  my  friend  can  say. 


6  [He  bids  me  always  freely  come. 
And  promises  whate'er  I  ask  ; 
But  I  am  straiten'd.cold,  and  dumb, 


And  count  my  privilege  a  task. 

7  Before  the  world  that  hates  his  cause, 

My  treacherous  heart  hath  throbb'd  with 

shame ; 
Loath  to  forego  the  world's  applause, 
I  hardly  dare  avow  his  name.] 

8  Sure,  were  not!  most  vile  and  base, 
I  could  not  thus  my  friend  requite  ! 
And  were  not  he  the  God  of  grace, 
He'd  frown  and  spurn  me  from  his  sight. 

O  D  rt  171    L.  M.    Beddome.  Luton 

OOa.  GiftofGod. 

1  TESTIS,  my  love,  my  chief  delight, 
J     For  thee  I  long,  for  thee  I  pray, 
Amid  the  shadows'of  the  niglit, 
Amid  the  business  of  the  day. 


OF  CHRIST. 

2  When  shall  I  see  thy  smiling  face,— 
That  face  which  I  have  often  seen  1 

I     Arise,  thou  Sun  of  righteousness  ! 
Scatter  the  clouds  that  intervene. 

3  Thou  art  the  glorious  gift  of  God 
To  sinners  weary  and  distrest ; 
The  first  of  all  his  gifts  hestow'd, 
And  certain  pledge  of  all  the  rest. 

4  Could  I  but  say  this  gift  is  mine, 
I'd  tread  the  world  beneath  my  feet 
No  more  at  poverty  repine, 

Nor  envy  tlie  rich  sinner's  state. 

5  The  precious  jewel  I  would  keep, 
And  lodge  it  deep  within  my  heart ; 

s     At  home  abroad,  awake,  asleep, 
It  never  should  from  thence  depart ! 

QQn  l'^2        CM.        Doddridge.  Devizt 

O  i/  U  .  Bead  of  the  Church. 

1  TESUS,  I  sing  thy  matchless  grace 
•J     That  calls  a  worm  thy  own  ; 
Gives  me  among  thy  saints  a  place 

To  make  thy  glories  known. 

2  Allied  to  thee  our  vital  Head, 

AVe  act,  and  grow,  and  thrive; 
From  thee  divided,  each  is  dead 

When  most  he  seems  alive. 
f  3  Thy  saints  on  earth,  and  those  above, 

Here  join  in  sweet  accord : 
One  body  all  in  mutual  love. 

And  tiiou  our  common  Lord. 
p  40,  may  my  faith  each  hour  derive 

Thy  Spirit  with  delight ; 
While  death  and  hell  in  vain  shall  strive 

This  bond  to  disunite. 
5  Thou  the  whole  body  will  present 

Before  thy  Father's  face  ! 
Nor  shall  a  wrinkle  or  a  spot 

Its  beauteous  form  disgrace. 

Q  Q I  173    C.  M.    Doddridge.  Cambridg 

O  c/  X  •     Jencs—precious  to  than  that  believe. 

1  TESUS,  I  love  thy  charming  name, 
J     'Tis  music  to  my  ear  ; 
I     Fain  would  I  sound  it  out  so  loud 

That  earth  and  heaven  might  hear. 


Turin. 


CHARACTERS 

2  Yes,  thou  art  precious  to  my  soul ! 

Bly  transport  and  my  trust  : 
Jewels  to  thee  are  gaudy  toys, 
And  gold  ia  sordid  dust. 

3  All  my  capacious  powers  can  wish, 

In  thee  doth  richly  meet ; 
Nor  to  my  eyes  is  light  so  dear, 
Nor  friendship  half  so  sweei. 

4  Thy  grace  shall  dwell  upon  my  heart, 

And  shed  its  fragrance  there  ; 
The  noblest  balm  of  all  its  wounds. 

The  cordial  of  its  care. 
I  Sril  speak  the  honours  of  thy  name 

With  my  last  labouring  breath  ; 
p     And,  dying,  clasp  thee  in  my  arms— 

The  antidote  of  death. 

892. 

s  I  f^OD  with  us  !  O  glorious  name  ! 

^^    Let  it  shine  in'endless  fame ; 

God  and  man  in  Christ  unite  :— 

O  mysterious  depth  and  height ! 
2  God  with  us  !  Amazing  love 

Brought  him  from  his  couns  above  ; 

Now,  ye  saints,  his  grace  admire, 

Swell  the  song  with 'holy  fire. 
p  3  God  with  us !  but  tainted  not 

With  the  first  transgressor's  blot ; 

Yet  did  he  our  sins  sustain, 

Bear  the  guilt,  the  curse,  the  pain. 
4  \_God  with  us !  O,  blissful  theme  ! 

Let  the  impious  not  blaspheme ; 

Jesus  shall  in  judgment  sit, 

Dooming  rebels  to" the  pit.] 
f  5  God  with  us  .'  O,  wondrous  grace ! 

Let  us  see  him  face  to  face. 

That  we  may  Immanuel  sing, 

As  we  ought,  our  God  and  Kiii^. 
C!  Q  Q  ^"^      ^-  -^'-      Steele.  Ameriffl. 

O  y  cJ  •  Kins  of  Saints. 

I  1  /^OME,  ye  that  love  the  Saviour's  name, 
v^    And  joy  to  make  it  known  ; 
The  sovereign  of  your  heart  proclaim, 
And  bow  before  his  throne. 


OF  CHRIST. 

2  Behold  your  King  your  Savkmr  crown'd 

With  glories  all  divine  ; 
And  tell  the  wondering  nations  round, 
How  bright  those  glories  shine. 

3  Infinite  power,  and  boundless  grace, 

In  him  unite  their  rays  : 
You,  that  have  e'er  beheld  his  face, 
Can  you  forbear  his  praise  1 

4  When  in  his  earthly  courts  we  view 

The  glories  of  our  King, 
We  long  to  love  as  angels  do, 
And  wish  like  them  to  sing. 

5  And  shall  we  long  and  wish  in  vain  1 

Lord,  teach  our  songs  to  rise  ! 
Thy  love  can  animate  the  strain, 
And  bid  it  reach  the  skies. 
Z  6  0,  happy  period  !  glorious  day ! 

When  heaven  and  earth  shall  raise, 
With  all  their  powets,  the  raptured  lay. 
To  celebrate  thy  praise. 

176     CM.  Plj-mouth 

Crown  him. 

1  "DACKSLIDERS,  who  your  misery  feel, 
X>    Attend  your  Saviour's  call ; 
Return,  he'll  your  backslidings  heal ; 
0,  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 
p  2  Though  crimson  sin  increase  your  guilt, 
An3  painful  is  your  thrall ; 
For  broken  hearts  his  blood  was  spilt ; 
O,  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

3  Take  with  you  words  approach  his  throne 

And  low  before  him  fall; 
He  understands  the  Spirit's  groan ; 
O,  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

4  Whoever  comes  he'll  not  cast  out, 

Although  your  faith  be  small : 
His  faithfulness  you  cannot  doubt; 
0,  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 


894. 


895 


177       C.  M.  Christn 

The  spiritxml  CoronaticJi. 
Angels. 

LL  hail  the  power  of  Jesus'  name  ! 
Let  angels  prostrate  fall ; 


CIL\RACTERS 

Brine  forth  the  royal  diadem, 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

Martyrs. 

2  [Crown  him,  ye  martyrs  of  our  God, 
Who  from  his  altar  call : 
Extol  the  stem  of  Jesse's  rod, 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all.] 
Ccnvo-ted  Jews. 

[Ye  chosen  seed  of  Israel's  race, 

A  remnant  weak  and  small ! 
Hail  him  who  saves  you  by  his  grace, 

And  crown  him  Lord  of  all.] 
Bdieving  Gtntilts. 

4  Ye  Gentile  sinners,  ne'er  forget 

The  wormwood  and  the  gall ; 
Go— spread  your  trophies  al  his  feet, 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

.S  In  ncrs  of  every  .ige. 

5  [Babes,  men,  and  sires,  who  know  his  love, 

Wlio  feel  your  sin  and  thrall. 

Now  joy  with  all  the  hosts  above, 

And  crown  him  Lord  of  all.] 

Sinmrs  of  every  Nation. 

/  6Let  every  kindred,  every  tribe, 
On  this  terrestrial  ball, 
To  him  all  majpsiy  ascribe, 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

Oursdi-es. 

170  that  with  yonder  sacred  throng. 
We  at  liisfH-ei  may  fall ; 
"We'll  join  the  ererl'astinff  song. 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

C>(\0       1"3     L.  M.  eiines.    C.  Wesley.        Eroadmead 
O  y  U  .  Ki7isman.   Ruth  iii.  2—9. 

1  TESUS,  we  claim  thee  for  our  own, 
J     Our  kinsman  near  allied  in  bloLid. 
Flesh  of  our  flesh,  bone  of  our  bone, 

The  Sou  of  man,  the  Son  of  God ; 
p    And,  lo  !  we  lay  us  at  thy  feet. 

Our  sentence  from  thy  mouth  to  mec'.. 

2  Partaker  of  my  flesh  below. 

To  thee,  O  Jesus,  I  apply ; 
Thou  wilt  thy  poor  relations  know  ; 
Thou  never  canst  thyself  deny  : 


OF  CHRIST. 

Exclude  me  from  thy  guardian  tare, 
Or  slight  a  sinful  beggar's  prayer. 

3  Thee,  Saviour,  at  my  greatest  need, 

I  trust  my  faithful  friend  to  prove  ; 
Now  o'er  thy  meanest  servant  spread 

The  skirt  of  thy  redeeming  love: 
Under  thy  wings  of  mercy  taTke, 
And  save  me  for  thy  merit's  sake. 

4  Hast  thou  not  undertook  my  cause, 

Lord  over  all,  to  worms  allied  1 
Answer  me  from  that  bleeding  cross, 

Demand  thy  dearly  ransom'd  bride  ; 
And  let  my  so\il,  beiroih'd  to  thee, 
Thine,  wholly  thine,  for  ever  be  ! 

*-'^**  Lamb  of  God. 

1  TJEHOLD  the  sin-atoning  Lamb, 
Jj    With  wonder,  gratitude,  and  love ; 
To  take  away  our  suilt  and  shame. 
See  him  descending  from  aljove. 

p  2  Our  sins  and  eriefs  on  him  v/eve  laid  ; 
He  meekly  bore  the  mighty  load; 
Our  ransom  price  he  fuliy  paid 
In  groans  and  tears,  in  sweat  and  blood. 
3  To  save  a  euiliy  world  he  dies  ; 
Sinners,  behold  the  bleeding  Lamb  ! 
To  him  lift  up  your  longing  eyes, 
And  hope  for  mercy  in  his  name. 

/  4 Pardon  and  peace  through  him  abound  ; 
He  can  tlie  richest  blessings  give  ; 
Salvation  in  his  name  is  found. 
He  uids  the  dying  sinner  live. 

5  Jesus,  my  Lord,  I  look  to  thee— 
Where  else  can  helpless  sinners  go  1 
Thy  boundless  love  shall  set  me  free 
From  all  my  wretchedness  and  wo. 

180       S.  M.  Veckl 

Leader. 

THOU  very  paschal  Lamb, 
Whose  blood  for  us  was  shed, 
Through  whom  we  out  of  Egypt  came ; 
Thy  ransom'd  people  led. 


898, 


899. 


CHARACTERS 

2  Angel  of  gospel  grace ! 
Fulfil  ihy  character ; 

To  guard  aud  feed  the  chosen  race, 
In  Israel's  camp  appea?. 

3  Throughout  the  desert  way 
Conduct  us  by  thy  li^ht ; 

Be  thou  a  cooling  cloud  by  day, 

A  cheering  fire  by  night. 
/  4     Our  fainting  souls  sustain 

With  blessings  from  above, 
And  ever  on  thy  people  rain 

The  manna  of  thy  love. 

ISl        L.  M.     Steele.  Momnoui 

Life  of  the  Soul. 
1  "f  TTIIEN  sins  and  fears  prevailing  rise, 
p      VV      And  fainting  hope  almost  expires. 
Jesus,  to  thee  I  lift  mine  eyes— 
To  thee  I  Ijreathe  my  soul's  desires. 
p  2  Art  thou  not  mine,  my  living  Lord  ! 
And  can  niy  hope— my  comfort  die  1 
Fix'd  on  thy  everlasting  word  ; 
That  word  which  built  the  earth  and  sky' 

3  If  my  immortal  Saviour  lives, 
Then  my  immortal  life  is  sure; 
His  word  a  firm  foundation  gives  ; 
Here  let  me  build  and  .rest  secure. 

4  Here  let"  my  faith  unshaken  dwell ; 
Immovable  the  promise  stands  ; 
Kot  all  the  powers  of  earth  or  hell 
Can  e'er  dissolve  the  sacred  bands. 

s  5  Here,  0  my  soul,  thy  trust  repose ! 
If  Jesus  is  for  ever  mine. 
Not  death  itself,  that  last  of  foes 
Shall  break  a  union  so  divine. 

900. 

1  T  IGHT  of  those-  whose  dreary  dwelling 
I  J    Borders  on  the  shades  of  death, 
Come  !  and,  thy  dear  self  revealing, 

I)is£*:paie  the  clouds  beoeath  ; 
The  new  heaven's  and  earth's  Creator, 

In  our  deepest  darkness  rise! 
Scattering  all  the  night  of  nature, 

Pouring'' day  upon  our  eyes. 


OF  CHKIST. 

2  Still  we  wait  for  thine  appearing, 

Life  and  joy  thy  beams  Impart, 
Chasing  all  our  fears,  and  cheering 

Every  poor  benighted  heart ; 
Come,  and  manifest  the  favour 

Thou  hast  for  the  ransom'd  race : 
Come,  thou  dear  exalted  Saviour  ! 

Come,  and  bring  thy  gospel  grace. 

3  Save  us  in  thy  great  compassion, 

0  thou  mild  pacific  Prince  ! 
Give  the  knowledge  of  salvation, 

Give  the  pardon^of  our  sins : 
By  thine  all-sufficient  merit. 

Every  burden'd  soul  release  ; 
By  the  influence  of  thy  Spirit, 

Guide  us  into  perfect  peace. 

(\r\1  183        7'3.  Sicilian, 

t7  U  1  •         Mdchisedek  a  Type  of  ChrUt. 

1  TT'ING  of  Salem,  bless  my  soul ! 
j\.    Make  a  wounded  sinner  whole ! 
King  of  righteousness  and  peace. 

Let  not  thy  sweet  visits  cease ! 

2  Come  !  refresh  this  soul  of  mine 
With  thy  sacred  bread  and  wine  ! 
All  thy  love  to  me  unfold. 

Half  of  which  cannot  be  told. 
I  3 Hail,  Melchisedek  divine! 

Thou  great  High  Priest  shalt  be  mine  ! 
All  my  powers  before  thee  fall,— 
Take  not  tithe,  but  take  them  all. 

(\(\r%  184        CM.  New  York. 

<j\J  y^t         Messenger  of  the  Cove^iant. 

1  TESUS,  commission'd  from  above, 
J     Descends  to  men  below. 

And  shows  from  whence  the  springs  of  love 
In  endless  currents  flow. 

2  He  whom  the  boundless  heaven  adores, 

Whom  angels  long  to  see, 
Quitted  with  joy  those  blissful  shores, 

Ambassador  to  me  ! 
7?  3  To  me  a  worm,  a  sinful  clod, 

A  rebel  all  forlorn; 
A  foe,  a  traitor  to  my  God, 

And  of  a  traitor  born : 


CHARACTERS 

4  To  me,  who  never  sought  his  grace, 

Wiio  mock  'd  his  sacred  word ; 
Who  never  knew  or  loved  his  face, 
And  all  his  will  abhorr'd : 

5  [To  me,  who  could  not  even  praise 

When  his  kmd  heart  I  knew, 
But  sought  a  thousand  devious  ways 
Rather  than  keep  the  true  :] 

6  Yet  this  redeeming  Angel  came 

So  vile  a  worm  to  bless  ; 
He  took  with  gladness  all  my  blame, 
And  gave  his  righteousness. 

/  7  O  that  my  languid  heart  might  glow 
With  ardour^all  divine ! 
And,  for  more  love  than  seraphs  know, 
Like  burning  seraphs  shine  ! 

(\rkO  1S5       L.  M.  Derby 

yUcJ.  Messiah. 

1  f^  LORY  to  God  !  who  reigns  above. 

\jr  Who  dwells  in  light,whose  name  is  '  *•> 
Ye  saints  and  angels,  if  ye  can, 
Declare  the  love  of  God  to  man. 

2  O  what  can  more  his  love  commend, 
His  dear,  his  only  Son  to  send  ! 

That  man,  condemn'd  to  die,  might  'uvt 
And  God  be  glorious  to  forgive  ! 

3  Messiah's  come— with  joy  behrlrt 
The;  days  by  prophets  long  fcf  tc.H  ; 
Judah,  thy  royal  sceptre's  biokr, ; 

And  time  still  proves  what  J icob  or/  Uh 

4  Daniel,  thy  weeks  are  all  e  spired, --^ 
The  time  prophetic  seals  r','quired  : 
Cut  ofiF  for  sins,  but  not  his  c  wn. 
Thy  Prince,  ^lessiah,  did  atone. 

5  Thy  famous  temple,  Solomon, 
Is  by  the  latter  far  outshone : 

It  wanted  not  thy  glittering  store, 
Messiah's  presence  graced'  it  more. 

6  We  see  the  prophecies  fulnU'd 

In  Jesus,  that  most  wondrous  child : 
His  birth,  his  life,  his  death,  combine 
To  prove  his  character  divine. 


OF  CHRIST. 

7  Jesus,  thy  gOspel  firmly  stands 
A  blessing  to  ihese  lavour'd  lands ; 
No  infidel  shall  be  our  dread, 
Since  thou  art,  risen  from  ilie  dead. 

904. 

1      /CHRIST  our  Passover  is  slain 
\J    To  set  his  people  free,— 
Free  from  sin's  Egyptian  ciiain, 

And  Pharaoh's  lyranny. 
Lord,  that  we  may  now  depart. 
And  iruly  serve  our  pardoning  God, 
Sprinkle  every  house  and  heart 
'With  thine  atoning  blood. 
8  2     Let  the  angel  of  the  Lord 
His  awful  charge  fulfil ; 
Let  his  pestilential  sword 

The  first-born  victims  liill. 
Safe  in  snares  and  death  we  dwell, 
Protected  by  that  crimson  sign, 
From  the  rage  of  earth  and  hell. 
And  from  the  wrath  divine. 
3     Wilt  thou  not  a  difference  make 
Betwixt  thy  friend  and  foe. 
Vengeance  on  ih'  Egyptians  take, 

And  grace  to  Israel  show  1 
Know'st  thou  not,  most  righteous  God, 
We  on  the  paschal  Lamb  rely  1 
See  us  cover'd  witli  tlie  blood, 
And  pass  thy  people  by. 


On^  l^'^    C.  M.    Steele. 

V  U  O  •  Pearl  of  great  Price. 

g  ITTE  glittering  toys  of  earth,  adieu  ! 
JL      A  nobler  choice  be  mine ; 
A  real  price  attracts  my  view, 
A  treasure  all  divine. 
2B^one,  unworthy  of  my  cares, 
Ye  specious  baits  of  sense  ; — 
Inestimable  worth  appears. 
The  Pearl  of  price  immense ! 
3  Jesus,  to  multitudes  unknown, 
O  name  divinely  sweet ! 
Jesus,  in  thee,  in  thee  alone, 
Wealth,  honour,  pleasure  meet. 


CHARACTERS 

4  Should  both  the  Indies,  at  my  call, 

Their  boasted  stores  resign  ; 
"With  joy  I  would  renounce  them  all, 
For  leave  to  call  thee  mine. 

5  Should  earths  vain  treasures  all  depart. 

Of  this  dear  gift  possef-s'd, 

rd  clasp  it  to  liiy  joyful  heart, 

And  be  for  ever  bless'd. 

6  Dear  Sovereign  of  my  soul's  desires, 

Thy  love  is  bliss  divine  ; 
Accept  the  wish  that  love  inspires, 
And  bid  me  call  thee  mine 


906. 


ISS    L.  M.    Steele. 
Physician  of  Sauls.    Jer.  viii.  22. 


1  "pvEEP  are  the  wounds  which  sin  has  made; 
JL'    Where  shall  the  sinner  find  a  cure  ? 
In  vain,  alas  !  is  nature's  aid  ; 

The  work  exceeds  all  nature's  power. 

2  Sin.  like  a  raging  fever  reigns 
"With  fatal  strength  in  every  part; 
The  dire  contagion  fills  the  veins, 
And  spreads  its' poison  to  the  heart. 

p  3  And  can  no  sovereign  balm  be  found  7 
And  is  no  kind  Physician  nigh. 
To  ease  the  pain,  and  heal  the  wound. 
Ere  life  and  hope  for  ever  fly  ? 

f  4  There  is  a  great  Physician  near  ; 
Look  up,  OYainting  soul,  and  live  ; 
See,  in  his  heaveufy  smiles  appear 
Such  ease  as  nature  cannot  give  ! 

0  See,  in  the  Saviour's  dying  blood, 
Life,  healili,  and  bliss,  abundant  flow  ; 
'Tis  only  this  dear  sacred  flood 

Can  ease  thy  pain  and  heal  thy  wo. 
6 Sin  throws  in  vain  its  pointed  dart; 

For  here  a  sovereign  cure  is  found, 

A  cordial  for  the  fainting  heart, 

A  balm  for  every  painful  wound. 
(\f\>J  189       C.  >L  LuJIow. 

y  U  /  •     Physician  ;  or,  tht  Miracles  of  Christ. 

1  TESUS,  since  thou  art  still  to-day 
J     As  yesterday  the  same  ; 
Present  to  heal— in  me  display 

The  virtue  of  thy  name. 


OF  CHRIST. 

2  Since  still  iliou  goest  about  to  do 
Tliy  needy  creatures  good  ; 
On  me,  that  I  tiiy  praise  may  show 
Be  all  thy  wonders  show'd. 

Leper. 

p  3  Now,  Lord,  to  whom  for  help  I  call, 
Thy  miracles  repeat ; 
With  pitying  eye  behold  me  fall, 
A  leper  at^thy  feet. 

4  Loathsome,  and  vilej  and  self-abhorr'd, 

I  sinli  beneath  my  sin  ; 
But,  if  thou  will,  a  gracious  word 
Of  thine  can  make  me  clean. 

Deaf  and  Dumh. 

5  Thou  seest  me  deaf  to  thy  commands, 

Open,  O  Lord  !  mine  ear ; 
Bid  me  stretch  out  my  withered  hands 
And  lift  them  up  in  prayer. 
G  Silent,  (alas  !  thou  know'st  how  long,) 
Bly  voice  I  cannot  raise ; 
f    But,  0  !  when  thou  shalt  loose  my  tongue, 
The  dumb  shall  sing  thy  praise. 

Lame, 

p  7  Lame,  at  the  pool  I  still  am  seen, 
Waiting  to  lind  relief; 
While  many  others  venture  in, 
And  wash  away  their  grief. 
I  8 Now  speak  my  mind,  my  conscience,  sound, 
Give,  and  my  strength  employ  ; 
Light  as  a  hart,  my  soul  shall  bound, 
The  lame  shall  leap  for  joy. 

Blind. 

9  If  thou,  my  God,  art  passing  by, 
0  let  me  find  thee  near  ; 
Jesus,  in  mercj  hear  my  cry. 
Thou  Son  01  David  hear ! 
iOSee,  I  am  waiting  in  the  way. 
For  thee,  the  heavenly  light ; 
Command  me  to  be  brought^  and  say 
'Sinner,  receive  thy  sight.' 

Possessed, 
11  Cast  out  thy  foes,  and  let  them  still 
To  thy  great  name  submit: 
Clothe  with  thy  righteousness,  and  heal, 
And  place  me  at  thy  feet. 
34 


CHARACTERS 

I  12  f^om  sin,  the  guilt,  the  power,  the  pain, 
Thou  will  relieve  my  soul ; 
Lord,  I  believe,  and  not  ia  vain, 
For  thou  wilt  make  me  whole. 


908. 


H.  M.  or  6*5  and  S's.     Ceimick.        Wars-.^r 
Hish-yritiU 


1  A    GOOD  Hish-priest  is  come, 
j\.    Supplying  Aaron's  place, 
And,  taking  up  his  room. 
Dispensing  life  and  grace : 

The  law  by  Aaron's  priesthood  came, 
But  grace  and  truth  by  Jesus'  name. 

2  JMy  Lord  a  priest  is  made 
As  sware  the  mighty  God 
To  Israel  and  his  seed  : 
Ordaiu'd  to  olfer  blood 

For  sinners,  who  his  mercy  seek ; 
A  priest  as  was  JMelchisedek. 

3  He  once  temptatioMS  knew 
Of  every  sort  and  kind. 
That  he  might  succour  show 
To  every  tempted  mind  : 

In  every  point,  the  Lamb  was  tried 
Like  us,  and  then  for  us  he  died. 
p  4     He  dies  ;  but  lives  again, 
And  by  the  altar  stands  ; 
There  shows  how  he  was  slain, 
Opening  his  pierced  hands : 
Our  priest  abides,  and  pleads  the  cause 
Of  us,  who  have  transgressed  his  laws. 
5     I  other  priests  disclaim, 
And  laws,  and  offerings  too ; 
None  but  the  bleeding  Lamb 
The  mishiy  work  can  do ; 
I     He  shall  have  all  the  praise,  for  he 
Hath  loved,  and  lived,  and  died  for  me. 


909. 


191        L.  M.      Stennett.         OM  Hundred. 
Tht  Excdlaicy  of  the  Priesthood  of  Christ. 


1  '■]\/TONG  all  the  priests  of  Jewish  race, 

iVi    Jesus  the  most  illustrious  stands ; 
The  radiant  beauty  of  his  face 
Superior  love  and  awe  demands. 

2  Not  Aaron  or  jMelchisedek 

Could  claim  such  high  descent  as  he, 


OF  CHRIST. 
His  nature  and  his  name  bespeak 
His  unexampled  pedigree. 

3  Descended  from  tli'  eternal  God, 
He  bears  the  name  of  his  own  So«  ; 
And,  dress'd  in  human  flesh  and  blood, 
He  puts  his  priestly  garments  on. 

8  4  The  mitred  crown,  th'  emljroider'd  vest, 
With  graceful  dignity  he  v/ears; 
^nd,  in  full  splendour,  on  his  breast 
The  sacred  oracle  appears. 

5  .So  he  presents  his  sacrifice, — 
An  offering  most  divinely  sweet ; 
While  clouds  of  fragrant  incense  rise, 
And  cover  o'er  the  mercy  seat. 

f  6  The  Father,  with  approving  smile, 
Accepts  the  offering  of  his  Son  : 
Ne>v  joys  the  wondering  angels  feel, 
And  haste  to  Dear  the  tidings  down. 

7  The  welcome  news  their  lips  repeat. 
Give  sacred  pleasure  to  my  breast : 
Henceforth,  my  soul,  thy  cause  commit 
To  Christ,  thy  Advocate  and  Priest. 

Q  I  /-\  192    L.  M.  6  lines.    Davies.  St.  Paul's. 

xJ  IKJ,  Prophet,  PricM,  and  King. 

1  TESUS,  how  precious  is  thy  name  ! 

«J     The  great  Jehovah's  darling  thou  ! 

O,  let  rr.?  catch  th'  immortal  flame, 

With  which  angelic  bosoms  glow  ! 

Since  angels  love  thee,  I  would  love, 

And  imitate  the  bless'd  above. 
2M-y  Prophet  thou,  my  heavenly  guide^ 

Thy  sweet  instructions  I  will  hear ! 

The  words,  that  from  thy  lips  proceed, 

O  how  divinely  sweet  they  are  ! 

Thee,  my  great  Prophet,  I  would  love, 

And  imitate  the  bless'd  above. 
3  My  great  High-priest,  whose  precious  blood, 

Did  once  atone  upon  the  cross  : 

Who  now  dost  intercede  with  God, 

And  plead  the  friendle.<?s  sinner's  cause  ; 

In  thee  I  trust ;  thee  I  would  love. 

And  imitate  the  bless'd  above. 


CHARACTERS 

4  IMy  t^ing  supreme  to  thee  I  bow, 
A  willing  subject  at  thy  feet ; 
All  other  lords  I  disavow, 
And  to  thy  government  submit ; 
I\Iy  Sariaiir  King  this  heart  would  love, 
Arid  imitate  the  bless 'd  above. 

t/  1  1  .  j'^g  Ransom.   Isa.  Ixi.  2, 

1  I  T  COME,'  the  great  Redeemer  cries, 
J.    '  A  year  of  freedom  to  declare, 
From  debts  and  I'ondage  to  discharge; 
And  Jews  and  Greeks  the  grace  shall  share, 
s  2  '  A  day  of  vengeance  I  proclaim, 
But  not  on  man  the  storm  shall  fall : 
On  me  its  thunders  shall  descend, 
I\Iy  strength,  my  love,  sustain  them  all.' 

3  Stupendous  favour !  matchless  erace 
Jesus  has  died,  that  we  might  live  : 
Not  worlds  below,  nor  worlds  above 
Could  so  divine  a  ransom  give. 

4  To  Him,  who  loved  our  ruin'd  race. 
And  for  our  lives  laid  down  his  own, 
Let  songs  of  joyful  praises  rise, 

Sublime,  eternal  as  his  throne.  .  , 

'  H 

Q  1  Q  184    C.  M.     Doddridge.  Warwick. 

^-*--^*      Our  Right consneu.   Jer.  xiiii.  6. 

1  QAVIOUR  divine !  we  know  thy  name, 
kJ    And  in  that  name  we  trust ; 
Thou  art  the  Lord  our  righteousness. 
Thou  art  thine  Israel's  boast. 
p  2  Guilty  we  plead  before  thy  throne, 

And  low  in  dust  we  lie, 
s     Till  Jesus  stretch  his  gracious  arm 

To  bring  the  guilty  nigh. 
p  3  The  sins  of  one  most  righteous  day 
Might  plunge  us  in  despair; 
Yet  all  the  crin  es  of  numerous  years 
Shall  our  great  Surety  clear. 
4  That  spotless  robe,  which  he  hath  wrought. 
Shall  deck  us  all  around  ; 
Nor  by  the  piercing  eye  of  God 
One  blemish  shall  be  found. 


913. 


OF  CHRIST. 

f  5  Pardon,  and  peace,  and  lively  hope, 
To  sinners  now  are  given  ; 
Israel  and  Judah  soon  shall  change 
Their  wilderness  for  heaven. 
f  6  With  joy  we  taste  that  manna  now, 
Thy  mercy  scatters  down : 
We  seal  our  humble  vows  to  thee, 
And  wait  the  promised  crown. 

195    7's.    Toplady.  S: 

Htxk  smitten  ;  or,  the  Rock  of  Jlges. 

1  "D  OCK  of  ages,  shelter  me  ! 
XV    Let  me  hide  myself  in  thee ! 
Let  the  water  and  the  blood, 

From  thy  wounded  side  which  flow'd, 

Be  of  sin  the  double  cure  ; 

Cleanse  me  from  its  guilt  and  power. 

2  Not  the  labour  of  my  hands 
Can  fulfil  thy  law's  demands: 
Could  my  zeal  no  respite  know, 
Could  my  tears  for  ever  flow, 
All  for  sin  could  not  atone: 
Thou  must  save,  and  thou  alone. 

3  Nothing  in  my  hand  I  bring. 
Simply  to  thy  cross  I  cling  ; 
Naked,  come  to  thee  for  dress  ; 
Helpless,  look  to  thee  for  grace : 
Black,  I  to  the  fountain  fly, 
Wash  me.  Saviour,  o/  I  die  \ 

4  While  I  draw  this  fleeting  breath. 
When  my  eye-strings  break  in  death. 
When  I  soar  to  worfds  unknown. 
See  thee  on  thy  judgment  throne, — 
Rock  of  ages,  shelter  me ! 

Let  me  hide  myself  in  thee ! 


196      L.M,      Steele.  M^jining 

Saviour— the  only  one.  Acts  iv.  12. 


914. 

y  1  TESUS,  the  spring  of  joys  divine, 

J     Whence  all  our  hopes  and  comforts  flow : 
Jesus,  no  other  name  but  thine 
Can  save  us  from  eternal  wo. 
2 In  vain  would  boasting  reason  find 
The  way  to  happiness  and  God ; 
Her  weak  directions  leave  the  mind 
Bewilder'd  in  a  dubious  road. 


CHARACTERS 

3  No  other  name  will  heaven  approve : 
Thou  art  the  true,  the  living  way, 
Ordain'd  by  everlasting  love, 

To  the  bright  realms  of  endless  day. 

4  Here  let  our  constant  feet  abide, 
Nor  from  the  heavenly  path  depart: 

/    O  let  thy  Spirit,  rracious  Guide ! 
Direct  our  steps,  and  cheer  our  heart. 

5  Safe  lead  us  through  this  world  of  night. 
And  bring  us  to  the  blissful  plains, 
The  regions  of  unclouded  light, 
Where'perfect  joy  for  ever  reigns. 

Q  I    r'  ,197       S.  M.       Steele.  Shii'.and. 

a  X  0»  Shepherd. 

1  TTTHTLE  my  Redeemer's  near, 

VV    My  shepherd,  and  my  guide, 
I  bid  farewell  to  anxious  fear, 
My  wants  are  all  supplied. 

2  To  ever  fragrant  meads, 
Where  rich  abundance  grows, 

His  gracious  hand  indulgent  leads, 
And  guards  my  sweet  "repose. 

3  Along  the  lovely  scene 
Cool  waters  gently  roll, 

/    Transparent,  sweet,  and  all  serene, 
To  cheer  my  fainting  soul. 

4  Here  let  my  spirit  rest ; 
How  sweet  a  lot  is  mine  ! 

iih  pleasure,  iood,  and  safety,  blest ; 
Beneficence  divine  ! 

5  Dear  Shepherd,  if  I  stray, 
I\Iy  wandering  feet  restore  ; 

To  thy  fair  pastures  guide  my  Avay, 
And  let  me  rove  no  more. 

6  Unworthy  as  I  am 

Of  thy  protecting  care, 
Jesus,  I  plead  thy  gracious  name. 
For  all  my  hopes  are  there. 

193     lO'sandll's.        Portuguese  H\ina. 
Strons-hold.  Zech.  ix.  12. 

I  "\/'E  prisoners  of  hope,  o'ervvhelmed  with 
JL         grief, 

To  Jesus  look  up  for  certain  relief; 
There's  no  condemnation  in  Jesus  the  Lorl, 
But  strong  consolation  liis  grace  dolb  aSbrd. 


916. 


OF  CHRIST. 

2  Should  justice  appear  a  merciless  foe, 
Ye'  be  of  good  cheer,and  soon  shall  you  know 
ThatsinnerSjConfessingiheirwickednesspas;, 
A  plentiful  blessing  of  pardon  shall  taste. 
/  3  Then  dry  up  your  tears,  ye  children  of  grief, 
For  Jesus  appears  to  give  you  relief: 
If  you  are  returning  lb  Jesus  your  friend. 
Your  sighing  and  mourning  in  singing  shall 
end. 
4 'None  will  I  cast  out  who  come,'  saith  the 
Lord, 
Why  then  do  you  doubt?  lay  hold  of  his  word : 
Ye  mourners  of  Sion,  be  bold  to  believe, 
For  ever  rely  on  your  Saviour,  and  live. 
^  1  )^  199     L.  M.    Stennett.  Martin's-Iane. 

"1   /•  Swu    Psalmlxxxiv.il. 

1  /^REAT  God  !  amid  the  darksome  night, 
VT    Thy  dories  dart  upon  my  sight. 
While,  rapt  in  wonder,  I  behold 

The  silver  moon  and  stars  of  gold. 

2  But,  when  I  see  the  sun  arise, 
And  pour  his  glories  o'er  the  skies, 
In  more  stupendous  forms  I  view 
Thy  greatness  and  thy  goodness  too. 

3  Thou  Sun  of  suns,  whose  dazzling  light 
Tries  and  confounds  an  angel's  sight, 
How  shall  I  glance  mine  eye  at  thee 
In  all  thy  vast  immensity  1 

4  Yet  I  may  be  allowed  to  trace 
The  distant  shadows  of  thy  face  ; 
As  in  the  pale  and  sickly  moon, 
We  trace  the  image  of  the  sun. 

5  In  every  work  thy  hands  have  made, 
Thy  power  and  wisdom  are  display'd  : 
But,  O  !  what  glories  all  divine 

In  my  incarnate  Saviour  shine  ! 
/  CHe  is  my  Sun  :  beneath  his  wings 

My  soul  securely  sits  and  sings ! 

And  there  enjoys,  like  those  above, 

The  balmy  influence  of  thy  love. 
/  7  O,  may  the  vital  strength  and  heat, 

His  cheering  beams  communicate, 

Enable  me  my  course  to  nni 

With  the  same  vigour  as  the  sun  I 


CHARACTERS 

Q  1  Q  200    C.  M.    Toplady.  Eirby. 

t/  1  O  •  f^ine  ajid  the  Branches.   John  xv.  1—5. 

1  TESUS,  immutably  the  same  ! 
J     Thou  true  and  living  Vine ! 
Around  thy  all-supporting  stem 
My  feeble  arms  I  twine. 
/  2  Quicken'd  by  thee,  and  kept  alive, 
I  flourish  and  bear  fruit: 
My  life  I  from  thy  sap  derive, 
My  vigour  from  thy  root, 
p  31  can  do  nothing  without  thee ; 
My  strength  is  wholly  thine : 
Wither'd  and  barren  should  I  be, 
If  severed  from  the  Vine. 

4  Upon  my  leaf,  when  parch'd  with  heat, 

Refreshing  dew  shall  drop  ; 
The  plant,  which  thy  right  hand  hath  set, 
Shall  ne'er  be  rooted  up. 

5  Each  moment  water'd  by  thy  care. 

And  fenced  with  power  divine, 
Fruit  to  eternal  life  shall  bear 
The  feeblest  branch  of  thine. 

Q 1  Q  ^°^     ^-  -'^^     Cennick.  Warriugtr  ■. 

t/  A  t/  •  fVay  to  Canaan. 

1  TESUS,  my  All,  to  heaven  is  gone, 
J     He  whom  I  fix  my  hopes  upon  ! 
His  track  I  see,  and  I'll  pursue 
The  narrow  way,  till  him  I  view. 

fIThe  way  the  holy  prophets  went— 
The  road  that  leads  from  banishment — 
The  King's  highway  of  holiness — 
I'll  go ;  for  alHiis  paths  are  peace, 
p  3  This  is  the  way  I  long  have   ought, 
And  mourn'd  because  1  found  it  hot ; 
My  grief  and  burden  long  has  been, 
Because  I  could  not  cease  from  sin. 

4  The  more  I  strove  against  its  power 
I  sinn'd  and  stumbled  but  the  more  ; 
Till  late  I  heard  my  Saviour  say, 
♦  Come  hither,  soul,  lam  the  tcay.' 
/  5  Lo  !  glad  I  come  !  and  thou,  blest  Lamb, 
Shalt  take  me  to  thee  as  I  am ! 
My  sinful  self  to  thee  1  give : 
Nothing  but  love  shall  I  receive. 


OF  CHRIST. 

t  Then  will  I  tell  to  sinners  round 
What  a  dear  Saviour  I  have  found : 
ril  point  to  thy  redeeming  blood, 
And  say — Behold  the  way  to  God ! 

Q  Q  i-k  2a2      8.  8.  6.  Chatham. 

*Jy^^'  Way,  Truth,  and  Life.   John  xiv.  6. 

1  rpHERE  is  no  path  to  heavenly'ljliss, 
X-     Or  solid  joy  or  lasting  peace, 

But  Christ,  th'  appointed  road  : 
0  may  we  tread  the  sacred  way ! — 
By  faith  rejoice,  and  praise,  and  pray, 

Till  we  sit  down  with  God  %  " 

2  The  types  and  shadows  of  the  word 
Unite  in  Christy  the  man,  the  Lord, 

The  Saviour,  just  and  true  : 
O,  may  we  all  his  word  believe  ! 
And  all  his  promises  receive, 

And  all  his  precepts  do  ! 

3  As  he  above  for  ever  lives. 
And  life  to  dying  sinners  gives, 

Eternal  and  divine ; 
O,  may  his  Spirit  in  me  dwell ! 
Then,  saved  from  sin,  and  death,  and  hell, 

Eternal  life  is  mine. 

9Q  -t  203    L.  M.    Doddridge.  Duke-street. 

•■*'-*■•         The  Lard  our  Righteousness. 

1 1\/TY  God !  assist  me  while  I  raise 
IVx    An  anthem  of  harmonious  praise : 
I\Iy  heart  thy  wonders  shall  proclaim, 
And  spread  its  banners  in  thy  name. 
2  In  Christ  I  view  a  store  divine  ; 
My  Father,  all  that  store  is  thine  ! 
By  thee  prepared,  by  thee  bestow'd  ; 
Hail  to  the  saviour  and  the  God  ! 

p  3  When  gloomy  shades  my  soul  o'ersprf^ad, 

i     '  Let  there  be  light,'  th'  Almighty  said  ! 
And  Christ,  my  Sun,  his  beams  displays, 
And  scatters  round  celestial  rays. 

s  4  Condemn'd  thy  criminal  I  stood. 
And  awful  justice  ask'd  my  blood  : 

f    That  welcome  Saviour,  from  thy  throne, 
Brought  righteousness  and  pardon  down. 


CHAKACTERS 

5  My  soul  was  all  o'erspread  with  sin  : 
And  lo  !  his  grace  hath  made  tee  clean  ! 
He  rescues  from  th'  infernal  foe, 
And  full  redemption  will  bestow. 
f  6  Ye  saints,  assist  ray  grateful  tongue  ! 
Ye  angels  warble  back  my  song! 
For  love  like  this  demands  the'praise 
Of  heavenly  harps  and  endless  days. 


C  M.    Toplady.  Meat 

All  in  all. 


922. 

1  /^O^IPARED  with  Christ,  in  all  besides 
\J    No  comeliness  I  see  ;  *. 

The  one  thing  needful,  dearest  Lord, 
Is  to  be  one  with  thee. 
p  2  The  sense  of  thy  expiring  love 
Into  my  soul  convey : 
Thyself  bestow !  for  thee  alone, 
My  All  in  all,  I  pray. 
3  Less  than  thyself  will  not  suffice 
My  comfort  to  restore  : 
]More  than  thyself  I  cannot  crave ; 
And  thou  canst  give  no  more. 
4 Loved  of  my  God,  for  him  again 
With  love  intense  Pd  burn : 
Chosen  of  ihee  ere  time  began, 
I'd  choose  thee  in  return. 
5  Whate'er  consists  not  with  thy  love, 
O  teach  me  to  resign  ; 
I'm  rich  to  all  the  intents  of  bliss, 
If  thou,  O  God,  art  mine. 
(\r}CX  205    S's.  Carey's. 

y  ^tJ  •  7'he  Tatimony  of  Jesus,  the  Soul  of  Prophecy. 

1  'T^HE  Bifc'.e  is  justly  esteem'd 
X     The  glory  supreme  of  the  land, 
"Which  shows  how  a  sinner's  redeem'd, 
And  brought  to  Jehovah's  right  hand  : 
With  pleasure  we  freely  confess 

The  Bible  all  books  doth  outshine ; 
But  Jesus,  his  person  and  grace, 
AiTords  it  that  lustre  divine. 
'Jin  every  prophetical  book 

Where  God  his  decrees  hath  unseal'd, 
/     With  joy  we  behold,  as  we  look, 
The  wonderful  Saviour  reveal 'd : 


OF  CHRIST. 

His  glories  project  to  the  eye, 
And  prove  it  was  nrt,  his  design 

Those  glories  concealed  should^lie, 
But  there  in  full  majesty  shine. 

3  The  first  gracimis  promise,  to  man 

A  blessed  prediction  appears  ; 
His  work  is  the  soul  of  the  plan, 

And  gives  it  the  glory  it  wears  : 
/    How  cheering  the  truth  must  have  been, 

That  Jesus,  the  promised  seed, 
Should  triumph  o'er  Satan  and  sin. 

And  hell  in  captivity  lead  ! 

4  The  ancient  Levitical  law 

Was  prophecy,  after  its  kind  ; 
In  types,  there,  the  faithful  foresaw  _ 

The  Saviour  that  ransom'd  mankind  : 
The  altar,  the  lamb,  and  the  priest, 

The  blood  that  was  sprinkled  of  old, 
■     Had  life  when  the  people  could  taste 

The  blessings  those  shadows  foretold. 

5  Review  each  prophetical  song 

Wliich  shines  m  prediction's  rich  train, 
The  sweetest  to  Jesus  belong, 

And  point  out  his  sufferings  and  reign ; 
Sure  David  his  harp  never  strung 

With  more  of  true  sacred  delight. 
Than  when  of  the  Saviour  he  sun?,— 

And  he  was  revealed  to  his  sight. 

6  May  Jesus  more  precious  become ! 

His  word  be  a  lamp  to  our  feet, 
While  we  in  this  wilderness  roam. 

Till  brought  in  his  presence  to  meet ! 
Then,  then  we  will  gaze  on  thy  face, — 

Our  Prophet,  our  Priest,  and  our  King  ! 
Recount  all  thy  wonders  of  grace, 

Thy  praises  eternally  sing. 

THE  INFLUENCES  AND  GRACES  OF  THE 
SPIRIT. 

9Q  A  206    (1st  Part.)    L.  M.  6  lines.  Eaton. 

-^  4t  •  Tlie.  promised  Comforter. 

1  TESTIS,  we  hang  upon  the  word 
tJ   Our  longing  souls  have  heard  from  thee  ; 
Be  mindful  of  thy  promise.  Lord, 
Thy  promise  made  to  such  as  mej 


IXFLDENCES  OF  THE 

To  such  as  Zion's  path  pursue 
And  would  believe  that  God  is  Inie. 
2  Thou  say'st,  *  I  will  the  Father  pray, 
And  he  the  Comforler  shall  give, 
Shall  give  him  in  your  hearts  to  stay, 
And  never  more  his  temples  leave  ; 
IMyself  will  to  my  orphans  come, 
And' make  you  mine  eternal  home.' 
f  3  Come,  then,  dear  Lord  !  thyself  reveal, 
And  let  the  promise  now  take  place  ; 
Be  it  according  to  thy  will, 
According  to  the  word  of  grace  ! 
Thy  sorrowful  disciples  cheer, 
Anil  send  us  down  the  Comforler. 

4  He  visits  oft  the  troubled  breast. 
And  oft  relieves  our  sad  complaint ; 
But  soon  we  lose  the  transient  guest, 

p    But  soon  we  droop  again  and  faint,— 
Kepeat  the  melancholy  moan, 
'  Our  joy  is  tied,  our  comfort  gone.' 

5  Hasten  him,  Lord,  into  each  heart, 
Our  sure,  inseparable  guide  : 

O  may  we  meet  and  never  rart ! 

0  may  he  in  our  hearts  abide  ! 

And  keep  his  house  of  praise  and  prayer ! 

And  rest  and  reign  for  ever  there! 


924     -     -    206.  (2aPart.)  _8's. 


The  Love  of  the  Spirit.  Rom.  xv.  30. 

1  rpHE  love  of  the  Spirit  I  sing, 

JL     By  whom  is  redemption lipplied ; 
Who  sinners  to  Jesus  can  bring, 
And  make  them  his  mystical  bride. 

2  'Tis  he  circumcises  their  hearts. 
Their  callousness  kindly  removes ; 
Life,  light,  and  atfeccion  imparts. 
To  them  that  so  freely  he  loves. 

3  He  opens  the  eyes  of  the  blind, 
The  beauty  of  Jesus  to  view  ; 

He  changes  the  bent  of  the  mind, 
The  glory  of  God  to  pursue. 

4  The  stubbornest  will  he  can  bow, 
The  foes  that  dwell  in  us  restrain ; 
And  none  can  be  trodden  so  low 
But  he  can  revive  them  again. 


HOLY  SPIRIT. 

5  His  blest  renovation  begun, 

He  dwells  in  the  hearis'of  his  saints: 
Abandons  his  temple  to  none, 
Nor  e'er  of  his  calling  repents. 

6  Imprest  with  the  image  divine, 
The  soul  to  redemption  he  seals ; 

And  each  with  the  Saviour  shall  shine, 
When  glory  complete  he  reveals. 

7  How  constant  thy  love  I  believe, 
Which  steadfast  endures  to  the  end  ; 
Then  never,  my  soul,  may  I  grieve 
So  loving,  so  holy  a  Friend. 

CkCi  (^  207    (1st  Part.)    L.  M.  Effingham. 

V^Dm  The  Leadings  of  the  Spirit.  Rom.  viii.  14. 

1  /^OME,  gracious  Spirit,  heavenly  Dove, 
Kj    Willi  light  and  comfort  from  above  ; 
Be  thou  our  guardian,  thou  our  guide  ! 
O'er  every  thought  and  step  preside  ! 

2  Conduct  us  safe,  conduct  us  far 
From  every  sin  and  h\irtful  snare  ; 
Lead  to  thy  word  that  rules  must  give, 
And  teach  us  lessons  how  to  live. 

3  The  light  of  truth  to  us  display. 

And  niake  us  know  and  choose  thy  way ; 
Plant  holy  fear  in  every  heart. 
That  we  from  God  may  ne'er  depart. 

4 Lead  us  to  holiness, — the  road 
That  we  must  lake  to  dwell  with  God  : 
Lead  us  to  Christ,— the  living  way ; 
Nor  let  us  from  his  pasiures^stray. 

5  Lead  us  to  God  our  final  rest, 
In  his  enjoyment  to  be  blest ; 
Lead  us  lo  heaven,  the  seat  of  bliss, 
Where  pleasure  in  perfection  is. 

OOA;  207      (2d  Part.)      CM.  Sunday 

Vyi/O*  The  work  of  the  Spirit  represented  by  the  Wind. 

1  npHE  blessed  Spirit  like  the  wind, 

X     Blows  when  and  where  he  please ; 
How  happy  are  the  men  who  feel 
The  soul-enlivening  breeze ! 

2  He  forms  the  carnal  mind  afresh, 

Subdues  the  power  of  sin. 
Transforms  the  liearl  of  stone  to  flesh, 
And  plants  his  grace  within. 


INFLUENCES  OF  THE 

3  He  sheds  abroad  the  Father's  love, 

Applies  redeeming  blood, 
Bids  both  our  guilt  and  srief  remove, 
And  brings  us  near  to  God. 

4  Lord,  fill  each  dead  benighted  soul 

With  life,  and  light,  arid  joy  ! 
None  can  thy  mighty  power  control, 
Thy  glorious  work  destroy. 

J?  ^  O  •  The  Spirit's  Injliiences  compared  to  living  Wattr. 

1  "DLESS'D  Jesus !  Source  of  grace  divine, 
±J  What  soul-refreshing  streams  are  thine  ; 

p     O,  bring  these  healihs  waters  nigh, 
Or  we  must  droop,  and  fall,  and  die. 

2  No  traveller  through  desert  lands, 
Midst  scorching  suns  and  burning  sands. 
More  needs  the  current  to  obtain, 

Or  to  enjoy  refreshing  rain. 
I  SOiir  longing  souis  aloud  would  sing. 
Spring  up,  celestial  Fountain,  spring! 
To  a  redundant  river  flow, 
And  cheer  this  thirsty  land  below. 
4  May  this  blest  torrent  near  my  side, 
Through  all  the  desert  gently  glide  ; 
Then,  in  Immanuel's  land  above. 
Spread  to  a  sea  of  joy  and  love  ! 

209       L.  M.  Surry. 

Divine  Influences  compared  to  Rain. 

IAS  showers  on  meadows  newly  mown, 
JLX    Jesus  shall  shed  his  blessings  down; 
Crown'd  with  whose  life-infusing  drops, 
Earth  shall  renew  her  blissful  crops. 

2  Lands,  that  beneath  a  burning  sky 
Have  lonsr  been  desolate  and  dry. 
The  effusions  of  his  love  shall  share, 
And  sudden  erreens  and  herbage  wear. 

3  The  dews  and  rains,  in  all  their  store, 
Drenching  the  pastures  o'er  and  o'er. 
Are  not  so  copious  as  that  crace 
Which  sanctifies  and  saves  our  race. 

p  4  As,  in  soft  silence,  vernal  showers 

Descend,  and  cheer  the  fainting  flowers ! 

So,  in  the  secrecy  of  love. 

Falls  the  sweet  influence  from  above. 


927. 


928. 


HOLY  SPIRIT. 

5  That  heavenly  influence  let  me  find, 
In  holy  silence  of  the  mind, 

While  every  grace  maintains  its  bloom, 
Diffusing  wide  its  rich  perfume. 

6  Nor  let  these  blessings  be  confined 
To  me,  but  pour'd  onfall  mankind  : 
Till  earth's  wild  wastes  in  verdure  rise, 
And  a  young  Eden  bless  our  eyes. 

210    L.M.    Doddridge.  I/jtcn. 

Seeking  to  God  for  his  Spirit. 

1  TTEARjgracious  Sovereign,from  thy  throne, 
XI    And  send  thy  various  blessinsrs  down  : 
While  by  thine  Israel  thou  art  sought, 
Attend  the  prayer  thy  word  hath  taught. 
p  2  Come,  sacred  Spirit !  from  above, 
And  fill  the  coldest  hearts  ^Yith  love  ; 
Soften  to  flesh  the  flinty  stone. 
And  let  thy  godlike  power  be  known. 

3  Speak  thou,  and  from  the  haughtiest  eyes 
Shall  floods  of  pious  sorrows  rise : 
While  all  their  glowing  souls  are  borne 
To  seek  that  grace  which  now  they  scorn. 

4  O,  let  a  holy  flock  await 
Numerous  around  thy  temple'gate  ! 
Each  press! n?  on  with  zeal  to'be 
A  living  sacrifice  to  thee. 

5  In  answer  to  our  fervent  cries. 
Give  us  to  see  thy  church  arise  ! 
Or,  if  that  blessing  seem  too  great, 
Give  us  to  mourn  its  low  estate. 


929. 


211  (1st  Part.)  L.  M.  6  lines.  Davies. 
The  Infliteiues  of  the  Spirit  desired. 


1  INTERNAL  Spirit !  Source  of  light ! 
Xli    Enlivening,  consecrating  fire, 
Descend,  anJ  with  celestial  heat, 
Our  dull,  our  frozen  hearts  inspire : 
Our  souls  refine,  our  dross  consume ! 
Come,  condescending  Spirit !  come. 

Z  2In  our  cold  breasts,  O  strike  a  spark 
Of  the  pure  flame  which  seraphs  feel ; 
Nor  let  us  wander  in  the  dark, 
Or  lie  benumb'd  and  stupid  still : 

y    Come,  vivifying  Spirit !  come. 

And  make  our  hearts  thy  constant  home. 


INFLT:rENCES  OF  THE 

3  WTiatever  guilt  and  madness  dare, 

We  would  not  quench  the  heavenly  fire  ; 
Our  hearts  as  fuel  we  prepare, 
Though  in  the  flame  we  should  expire  ; 
Our  breasts  expand  to  make  thee  room . 
Come, punfyitig  Spirit !  come  ! 

4  Let  pure  devotion's  fervours  rise ! 
Let  every  pious  passion  glow  ! 

f    O,  let  the  raptures  of  the"skies 
Kindle  in  our  cold  hearts  below  ! 
Come,  coJidescending  Spirit !  comc 
And  make  our  souls  thy  constant  hott»«» 


211      (2d  Part.)     S.  M. 
The  Holy  Spirit  invoked. 


929. 

!■   i^O:\IE,  Holy  Spirit,  come! 
KJ    With  energy  divine  ; 
And  on  this  poor  benighted  soul 
Wiih  beams  of  mercy  shine. 

2  From  the  celestial  hills, 
Life,  light,  and  joy  dispense  ; 

And  may  I  daily,  hourly  feel 
Thy  quickening  influence, 
p  3     Melt,  melt  this  frozen  heart ; 
This  stubborn  will  subdue ' 
Each  evil  passion  overcome ; 
And  form  me  all  anew. 
/  4     Mine  will  the  profit  be, 

But  thine  shall  be  the  praise  ; 
And  unto  thee  I  will  devote 
The  remnant  of  my  days. 
/\nf\  212      (1st  Part)     L.  M.  1 

y  cj  U  .  Ent  ire  Dedication, 

1  T7jMPTIED  of  earth  I  fain  would  be, 
JCi    Of  sin,  of  self,  of  all  but  thee  ; 
Reserved  f  >r  Christ  that  bled  and  died- 
Surrender'd  to  the  Crucified  ! 
8  2  Sequester'd  from  the  noise  and  strife, 
The  lust,  the  pomp,  and  pride  of  life; 
Prepared  for  heaven,  my  noblest  care,- 
And  have  my  conversation  there. 

3  Nothing;,  save  Jesus,  would  I  know  ! 
]\Iy  frie'nd  and  my  companion  thou  : 
Lord,  take  my  heart— assert  thy  right, 
And  put  all  other  loves  to  flight. 


HOLY  SPIRIT. 

4 Each  idol  tread  beneath  thy  feet, 
And  to  thyself  the  conquest  get: 
Let  sin  no  more  oppose  my  Lord, 
Slain  by  thy  Spirit's  two-edged  sword. 

5  Constrain  my  soul  tiiy  sway  to  own  : 
Self-will,  self-rigliteousness,  dethrone : 
Let  Da;^on  fall  before  thy  face,— 

The  arK  remaining  in  its  place. 

6  Detach  from  sublunary  joys 

One  that  would  only  hear  thy  voice, 
Thy  bf-auiy  see,  thy  grace  admire, 
Nor  glow  but  with  celestial  fire. 

7  Larger  communion  let  me  prove 
Willi  thee,  blest  object  of  my  love  ; 
But,  O  !  for  this  no  power  have  I ; 
My  strength  is  at  thy  feet  to  lie. 

AQfi  212    ^2,i  Part.)    L.  M.  EfiBngham. 

y  cj  U  •         A  propitious  Gale  longed  for. 

1    A  T  anchor  laid,  remote  from  home, 

XX    Toiling,  I  cry, '  Siceet  Sjnrit,  come  I 
I     Celestial  breeze,  no  longer  stay, 

But  swell  my  sails  and  speed  my  way. 
2 'Fain  wou'.d  I  mount,  fain  would  I  glow, 

And  loose  my  cable  from  below  ; 

But  I  can  only  spread  my  sail; 

Thau,  Thou  must  breathe  ih'  auspicious  gale!' 

213      L.  M.     Steele.  WeUs. 


931 


The  Injlucnces  of  the  Spirit  experieticed. 


1  T\EAR  Lord  !  and  shall  thy  Spirit  rest 
XJ    la  such  a  wretched  heart  as  mine  I 
Unworthy  dwelling  !  glorious  guest ! 
Favour  astonishing,  divine  ! 

2  When  sin  prevails,  and  gloomy  fear, 
And  hope  almc>sl  expires'in  night, 
Lord,  can  thy  Spirit  then  be  here. 
Great  Spring  of  comfort,  life,  and  light. 

3  Sure  the  blest  Comforter  is  nigh  ! 
'Tis  he  sustains  my  f  tinting  heart ; 
Else  would  my  hopes  for  ever  die, 
And  every  cheering  ray  depart. 

4  When  some  kind  promise  glads  my  soul, 
Do  I  not  find  his  healing  voice 

The  tempest  of  my  fears  control, 
And  bid  my  drooping  powers  rejoice ! 


INFLUENCES  OF  THE 

5  WTiene'er  lo  call  the  Saviour  mine, 
With  ardent  wish  my  he;tri  aspires ; 
Can  ii  be  less  than  power  divine 
Which  animates  these  strong  desires? 

6  What  less  than  thy  almighty  v.ord 
Can  raise  my  heart  from  eanh  and  dusl, 
And  bid  me  cleave  to  thee,  niy  lord, 
Lly  life,  my  treasure,  and  my  trust  'I 

/7And  when  my  cheerful  hope  can  say 
'  1  love  my  God,  and  taste  his  grace,' 
Lord,  is  it  not  ihy  blissful  ray 
Which  brings  this  dawn  of  sacred  peace  1 
8  Let  thy  kind  Spirit  in  my  heart 
For  ever  dwell,  O  God  of  love  ! 
And  light  and  heavenly  peace  impart,— 
Sweet  earnest  of  the  joys  above. 

QQO  214       8*8.  Uxbridgt 

^^^*     The  Holy  Spirit  addressed  wider  darknus. 

1  ■pKESCEND,  Holy  Spirit— the  Dove, 
J^    And  visit  a  sorro'.vtul  breast; 
My  burden  of  guilt  to  remove, 

And  bring  m^e  assurance  and  rest ; 
Thou  only  hast  power  to  relieve 

A  sinner  o'er\vhelm"d  with  his  load, — 
The  sense  of  redemption  to  give, 

And  sprinkle  his  conscience  with  blood. 

2  With  me,  if  of  old  thou  hast  strove, 

And  kindly  withheld  me  from  sin  ; 
Resolved  by  the  strength  of  thy  love, 

My  worthless  afiecdons  to  win: 
The  work  of  thy  mercy  revive, 

Invincible  mercy  exen. 
And  keep  my  weak  graces  alive, 

And  set  up  thy  resfin  my  heart. 
3 If,  when  I  have  put  thee  to  grief. 

And  madly  to  folly  returned, 
Thy  goodness  haih  been  my  relief 

And  lifted  me  up  as  I  mourn'd  ; 
p    O,  Spirit  of  piiy  and  grace  ! 

Relieve  me  again,  and  restore, 
My  spirit  in  hoUness  raise, 

To  fall  and  to  grieve  thee  no  more. 
4 II  now  1  lament  after  God, 

And  pant  for  a  drop  of  his  love, 


HOLY  SPIRIT. 

If  Jesus,  who  pour'd  out  his  blood, 
Oblain'd  nie  a  mansion  above  ; 

Come,  heavenly  Comforter,  come  ! 
Sweet  witness  of  mercy  divine  ! 

And  make  me  thy  permanent  home, — 
And  seal  me  eternally  thine. 

QQQ  215      {1st  Part.)      L.  M.  Honley. 

^*-''^ •  The  f^itved  Spirit  entreated  not  to  dcpa.t. 
IQTAY,  thou  insulted  Spirit,  stay  ! 

0  Though  I  have  done  thee  such  despite, 
Cast  not  a  sinner  quite  away, 

Nor  take  thine  everlasting  flight. 
SThough  I  have  most  unfaithful  been 
Of  all  who  e'er  thy  grace  received  ; 
Ten  thousand  times  thy  goodness  seen, 
Ten  thousand  limes  thy  goodness  grieved:— 
p3Yet.  O!  the  chief  of  sinners  spare, 
In  honour  of  my  great  High-priest ; 
Nor,  in  thy  righteous  anger,  swear 

1  shall  not  see  thy  people's  rest. 

«  4If  yet  thou  canst  my  sins  forgive, — 
E'en  now,  O  Lord,  relieve  my  woes  ; 
Into  thy  re»-t  of  love  receive, 
And  bless  me  with  the  calm  repose. 
5  E'en  now  my  weary  soul  release. 
And  raise  me  by  thy  gracious  hand; 
Guide  me  into  thy  perfect  peace, 
And  bring  me  to  the  promised  land. 

215      (2d  Part.)      C.  M.  Swauwick. 

The  grieved  Spirit  desired  to  vetvm. 


933. 


1  "I\/rY  grace  so  weak,  my  sin  so  strong, 
IVX    Rly  heart  is  greatly  paiu'd  : 
Bless'd  Spirit,  art  thou  grieved  '3— and  is 

Thine  influence  restrain'd  ? 

2  Tell  me— O,  tell  me,  what  will  please 

And  cause  thee  to  return  ; 
As  dove  the  absence  of  their  mates, 

I  thy  withdrawments  mourn. 
3 Come, then,  celestial  Helper!  come, 

With  energy  divine ; 
Ease,  of  its  heavy  load  of  guilt, 

This  troubled  heart  of  mine. 


INFLUENCES  OF  THE 

4  Vouchsafe  in  answer  to  my  prayer, 

Thy  visits  to  renew ; 
Increase  my  faith,  dispel  my  fears; 

O,  guard  and  save  me  too. 
fxrtO  215      (3d  Part  )      L.  M.  CasOe-strKet 

y  (J  <J  .  Prayer  for  all  the  saving  Influenaa  of  Grau. 

1  T\M  in  a  world  of  hopes  and  fears,— 
X    A  wiUlerness  of  toils  and  tears. 
Where  foes  alarm,  and  dangers  threat,         • 
And  pleasures  kill,  and  elories  cheat. 

2  Shed  down,  0  Lord  !  a  heavenly  ray, 
To  Euide  me  in  the  doubtful  way  ; 
And  o'er  me  hold  the  shield  of  |wwer, 
To  guard  me  in  the  dangerous  hour. 

3  Teach  me  the  flatterins;  path  to  shun, 
In  which  the  thoughtless  many  run  ; 
Who  for  a  shade  the  substance  miss, 
And  grasp  theirtuin  in  their  bliss. 

4 Each  sacred  principle  impart ; 
The  faith  thai  sanctifies  the  heart ; 
Hope,  that  to  heaven's  high  vauii  aspires. 
And  love  that  warms  witR  holy  fires. 

5  WTiate'er  is  noble,  pure,  refined. 
Just,  trenerous,  amiable,  and  kind, 
Thuf  may  my  constant  thought  pursue — 
That  may  I  love  and  practise  too. 

6  Let  neither  pleasure,  wealth,  nor  pride, 
Allure  my  wandering  soul  aside  ; 

But,  through  this  maze  of  mortal  ill. 
Safe  lead  me  to  thy  heavenly  bill.— 

7  There  glories  shine,  and  pleasures  roll, 
That  charm,  delight,  transiDort— the  soul ; 
And  every  pantine  wish  shall  be 
Possest  of  boundless  bliss  in  thee. 

QQ/l       216    (lstPa.rt.5    CM.    Doddridge.  Barby 

t/cJI*  Divine  Drawings  ulebratid. 

P  1 1\/I^'^  ^^^  \i\\3il  silken  cords  are  thine  ! 
iVi    How  soft,  and  yet  how  strong  ! 
While  power,  and  truth,  and  love  combine 
To  draw  our  souls  along. 
2  Thou  saw'st  us  crush'd  beneath  the  yoke 
Of  Satan  and  of  sin  : 
Thy  hand  the  iron  bondage  broke, 
Our  worthless  hearts  loVin. 


934, 


HOLY  SPIRIT. 

3  The  guilt  of  twice  ten  tliousand  sins 
One  momeni  lakes  away  ; 
And  grace,  when  first  the  war  begins, 
Secures  the  crowning  day. 
y  4  Comfort  through  all  this  vale  of  tears, 
In  rich  profusion  flows, 
And  glory  of  unnuniber'd  years 
Eternity  bestows. 
6  Drawn  by  such  cords  vre  onward  move, 
Till  round  thy  throne  we  meet: 
And  captives  in  the  chains  of  love, 
Embrace  our  Conqueror's  feet. 

216     (2d  Part.)      L.  M.  Bath. 

Tht  Time  of  Love.    Ezek.  x  vi .  6.  8. 

IT  ORD,  'twas  a  time  of  wondrous  love, 
,     J_i  When  thou  didst  first  draw  near  my  soul, 
(And,  by  thy  Spirit  from  above. 
My  raging  passions  didst  control. 
p2Guilty  and  selfcondemn'd  I  stood, 
Nor  dreamt  of  life  and  bliss  so  near ; 
But  he  my  evil  heart  renew'd. 
And  all  his  graces  planted  there. 
3 He  will  complete  the  work  begun. 
By  leading  me  in  all  his  ways; 
$     To  God  the  Father,  God  the  Son, 
And 'God  the  Spirit,  equal  praise. 

THE  GRACES  OF  THE  HOLY  SPIRIT. 


QQK  217    fist  Part.)     8.8.6.    Pearce.  Hinton. 

«/cJ  O  •  Contentment  encouraged  In/  the  Divine  Pr07nite, 

1 T  ET  ocean's  waves  tumultuous  rise, 
JLi    And  strive  in  vain  to  pierce  the  skies, 

And  mingle  with  the  stars; 
Then  disappointed  backward  roll, 
And,  wild  with  rage,  disturb  the  pole 

With  their  presumptuous  wars ; 
2  Let  rebel  angels,  doom'd  to  fire, 
Provoke  the  dread  Eternal's  ire, 

And  combat  with  their  God  ; 
Then  headlong  from  the  ethereal  height 
Precipitate  their  downward  flight. 

At  his  effective  nod  ; 


GRACES  OF  THE 

3  [Let  murmuring  morl  i  Is  too  repine, 
Arraign  the  providen  ,  ^  divine, 

And  blame  the  de*  •  s  of  heaven  ; 
"While  passions  strong,  without  conU-.l. 
Disturb  the  agitated  soul, 

Enraged  al^what  is  given  ;] 

4  But  shall  the  Christian's  nobler  mind- 
By  grace  renew  'd,  by  heaven  refined — 

Indulge  a  murmuring  thought  *? 
Shall  he'  who  claims  Jehovah's  strensth, 
Who  shall  be  brought  to  heaven  at  length. 

Bemoan  his  present  lot  ? 

I  5  Forbid  it,  gracious  God !  he  cries. 
Nor  let  the  ungenerous  thought  arise, 
Offspring  of  discontent  : 
B     No !  while  my  God,  my  Saviour,  lives, 
Thankful  Til  lake  whatever  he  gives. 
And  prize  the  Blessings  sent.  " 

6  Since  he  has  said, '  Til  ne'er  depart ;' 
I'll  bind  his  promise  to  my  heart, 
f'       Rejoicing  in  his  care  ; 

This  shairsupport,  while  here  I  live ; 
And  when  in  glory  I  arrive, 
I'll  praise  hiin  for  it  there. 

QOC  217    (2d  Part.)    S.  M.  Watchmufc 

%yOO»  pmtf^  itf  Author  and  Precioianess.  Eph.  iL  d. 

1  T?AITH  !— 'tis  a  precious  grace, 
X:      Where'er  it  is  bestow'a! 

It  boasts  of  a  celestial  birth, 
And  is  the  gift  of  God! 

2  Jesus  it  owns  a  King, — 
An  all-atoning  Priesl: 

It  claims  no  me~rit  of  its  own. 
But  looks  for  all  in  Christ. 

3  To  him  it  leads  the  soul, 
When  fiird  with  deep  distress, 

Flies  to  the  fountain  of  his  blood, 
And  trusts  his  richteousness. 


4     Since  'tis  thy  work  alone, 
And  that  divinely  free ; 
Lord,  send  the  Spirit  of  thy  Son 
To  work  this  faith  in  me  ! 


I 


HOLY  SPIRIT. 

fVQO  21S    C.  M.  NewYorfc 

UcJK)»  The  Power  of  Faith. 

I  T?AITH  adds  new  charms  to  earthly  bliss, 
A:     And  saves  me  from  its  snares ; 
Its  aid  in  every  duty  brings, 
And  softens  all  my  cares  : 
SExtinguishes  the  thirst  of  sin, 
And  lights  the  sacred  fire 
Of  love  to  God  and  heavenly  things, 
And  feeds  the  pure  desire. 
3  The  wounded  conscience  knows  its  power. 
The  healing  balm  to  give ; 
That  balm  the  saddest  heart  can  cheer, 
And  make  the  dying  live, 
y  4  Wide  it  unveils  celestial  worlds, 

Where  deathless  pleasures  reign ; 
And  bids  me  seek  my'portion  there, 
Nor  bids  me  seek  in  vain : — 
5  Shows  me  the  precious  promise  seal'd 
With  the  Redeemer's  blood ; 
p    And  helps  my  feeble  hope  to  rest 
Upon  a  faithful  God. 
6 There,  there  unshaken,  would  I  rest 
Till  this  vile  tody  dies; 
I     And  then,  on  faith's  triumphant  wings. 
At  once  to  glory  rise ! 

QQ«r  219    L.  M.    Doddridge.  Trui*. 

ijO  i  »  The  Struggle  bdvaeen  Faith  and  Unbelief. 

1  TESUS,  our  souls'  delightful  choice, 
J     In  thee,  believing,  we  rejoice  ; 
Yet  still  our  joy  is  mii'd  with  grief, 
"VVhile  faith  contends  with  unbelief. 

/  2Thy  promises  our  hearts  revive, 
And  keep  our  fainting  hopes  alive  : 
But  guilt,  and  fears,  and  sorrows  rise, 
And  hide  the  promise  from  our  eyes. 
30  let  not  sin  and  Satan  boast, 
While  saints  lie  mourning  in  the  dust; 
Nor  see  that  faith  to  ruin  brought, 
Which  thy  own  gracious  hand  haih  wrought. 

^4 Do  thou  the  dying  spark  inflame; 
Reveal  the  slories  of  thy  name  ; 
And  put  all  "anxious  doubts  to  flishl, 
As  shades  dispersed  by  opening  light. 


GRACES  OF  TliE 

Q  Q  O  220      S's.  LambethL 

OOOt  Faith  Jhintin?. 

1  T?NC03IPASS"D  with  clouds  of  distress, 
JCi    Just  ready  all  hope  to  resign, 

I  pant  for  the  light  of  ihy  face,  " 
And  fear  it  wTll  never  be  mine ; 

Dishearten'd  with  wailing  so  long, 
I  sinlc  at  thy  feet  \s  ith  my  load  ; 
D    All  plaintive  I  pour  out  my  song, 

And  stretch  forth  my  hands  unto  God. 

2  Shine,  Lord  !  and  my  terror  shall  cease 

The  blood  of  atonement  apply  ; 
And  lead  me  to  Jesus  for  peace,— 

The  rock  that  is  higher  than  I ; 
a     Speak,  Saviour  !  for  sweet  is  thy  voice ; 

Thy  presence  is  fair  to  behold ; 
Attend  to  my  sorro.ws  and  cries— 

My  groanings  that  cannot  be  told. 

3  If  sometimes  I  strive,  as  1  mourn, 

My  hold  of  thy  promise  to  keep, 
The  billows  mere  fiercely  return, 

And  plunge  me  again  in  the  deep : 
While  harass'd  and  casl  from  thy  sight. 

The  tempter  suggests  with  a  roar, — 
*  The  Lord  has  forsaken  thee  ijuite  ; 

Thy  God  will  be  gracious  no  more.' 

4  Yet,  Lord,  if  thy  love  halh  design'd 

No  covenant-blessing  for  me  ; 

Ah  !  tell  me  how  is  it  Tfind 

Some  pleasure  in  waiting  for  thee  ? 

Almighty  to  rescue  ihou  art : 
Thy  grace  is  my  shield  and  my  lower ; 
_f    Come,  succour,  and  gladden  my  heart- 
Let  this  be  the  day  of  thy  power. 

QQQ  221       8. 8.&  Alderto* 

UfJ  ZJ  *  Fa  ith  reviving. 

1  T7R0M  whence  this  fear  and  unbelief!— 
Jl     Hast  thou,  0  Father,  put  to  grief 

Thy  spotless  Son  for  me  ! 
And  will  the  righteous  Judge  of  men 
Condemn  me  for  thai  debt  of  sin. 
«        Which,  Lord  !  wets  charged  on  thee  ? 
iiComplete  atonement  thou  hast  made, 
And  to  ihe  utmost  farthing  paid 
Whate'er  thy  people  owed ; 


HOLY  SPIRIT. 

How  then  can  wrath  on  me  take  place, 
If  shelier'd  in  thy  ri^rhtpoiisness, 

And  sprinkled  with  thy  blood  1 
3  [If  thou  hast  my  discharge  procured, 
And  freely,  in  my  roomj^endured 

The  whole  of  wrath  divine  ; 
Payment  God  cannot  twice  demand — 
First  at  my  bleeding  Surety's  hand, 

And  then  again  at  mine.] 
a  4 Turn  then,  my  soul,  unto  thy  rest! 
The  merits  of  thy  greit  High-priest 

Speak  peace  and  liberty  : 
Trust  in  his  efficacious  blood  ; 
Nor  fear  thy  banishment  from  God, 

Since  Jesus  died  for  thee. 

(\Ar\  222       S's.  Archdala 

t/  rr  vJ  •  Faith  conquering. 

1  rpHE  moment  a  sinner  believes, 
A.     And  trusts  in  his  crucified  God, 
His  pardon  at  once  he  receives, — 

Redemption  in  full  through  his  blood: 
Though  thousands  and  thousands  of  foes 

Against  him  in  malice  unite. 
Their  rage  he,  through  Christ,  can  oppose— 

Led  forth  by  the  Spirit  to  fight. 
2 The  faith  that  unites  to  the  Lamb, 

And  brings  such  salvation  as  this. 
Is  more  than  mere  notion  or  name  ; 

The  work  of  God's  Spirit  it  is  : 
A  principle,  active  and  young, 

That  lives  under  pressure  and  load  ; 
That  makes  out  of  weakness  more  strong, 

And  draws  the  soul  upward  to  God. 

3  It  treads  on  the  world  and  on  hell ; 

It  vanquishes  death  and  despair; 
And,  O  !  let  us  wonder  to  tell, 

It  overcomes  heaven  l)y  prayer, 
Permits  a  vile  worm  of  the  dust, 

With  God  to  commune  as  a  friend  ; 
To  hope  his  for-riveness  as  jusl. 

And  look  for  his  love  to  the  end. 

4  It  says  to  the  mountains, '  Depart,' 

That  stand  betwixt  God  and  the  soul; 
It  binds  up  the  broken  in  heart, 
And  makes  wounded  consciences  whole. 


GRACES  OF  THE 

Bids  sins  of  a  crirason-like  dye 
Be  spotless  as  snow,  and  as  while, 

And  raises  the  sinner  on  hisli, 
To  dwell  with  the  angels^of  light. 


941 


23        8's.        Toplady. 
Faith  triumphiii^ 


1  A  DEBTOR  to  mercy  alone,— 
J\.  Of  covenant  mercy  I  sin? ; 
Nor  fear,  with  thy  righteousn^-ss  on, 

My  person  and  oLerin^s  to  bring: 
The  'terrors  of  law  and  of  God 

"With  me  can  have  nothing  to  do  ; 
My  Saviour's  obedience  and'blood 

Hide  all  my  transgressions  from  view. 
2 The  work  which  his  gootlness  began, 

The  arm  of  his  strength  will  complete ; 
His  promise  is  Yea  and  Amen, 

And  never  was  forfeited  yet : 
Things  future,  nor  things  that  are  now,— 

Not  all  things  belowj'nor  above, 
Can  make  him  his  purpose  forego. 

Or  sever  my  soul  from  his  lov-e. 
3My  name  from  the  palms  of  his  hands 

Eternity  will  not  erase  ; 
Lmpress'd  on  his  heart  it  remains, 

In  marks  of  indelible  grace : 
Yes  !  I  to  the  end  shall  endi're. 

As  sure  as  the  earnest  is  given  ; 
More  happy,  but  not  more  secure, 

The  glorified  spirits  in  heaven. 


942, 


1  "IT'OUR  harps,  ye  trembling  saints, 

JL      Down  from  the  willows  take  ; 
Loud  to  the  praise  of  Christ,  our  Lord, 
Bid  every  siring  awake. 

2  Though  in  a  f  )reigp  land, 
We  are  not  far  from  home  ; 

And  nearer  to  our  house  above 
We  every  moment  come. 
S     His  erace  shall  to  the  end 
Stronger  and  brighter  shine  ; 
Nor  present  things^  nor  things  to  come. 
Shall  quench  the  spark  divine. 


HOLY  SPIRIT. 

4     The  time  of  love  will  come, 
When  we  shall  clearly  see. 
Not  only  that  he  shed  his  blood, 
But  each  shall  say, '  for  me.' 
9  5     Tarry  his  leisure,  then  ; 
Wait  the  appointed  hour ; 
Wait  till  the  Bridegroom  of  your  souls 
Reveal  liis  love  with  power. 
6     Blest  is  the  man,  O  God  ! 
That  stays  himself  on  thee  ! 
Who  waits  fir  thy  salvation,  Lord, 
Shall  thy  salvation  see. 

QAO  iH5       L.M. 

^^^-  See2Si. 

(\  A   A  226    C.  M.    Doddrid^.  Arundal. 

"44.  Being  in  t/iefear  of  God  all  the  day  long. 

inpHRICE    happy  souls,  who,    born  from 
J.        heaven. 

While  yet  they  sojourn  here. 
Humbly  begin  their  days  with  God, 
And  spend  them  in  his  fear. 

2  So  may  our  eyes  with  holy  zeal 

Prevent  the  dawning  day. 
And  turn  the  sacred  pages  o'er. 
And  praise  thy  name,  and  pray. 

3  Midst  houily  cares,  may  love  present 

its  incense  to  thy  throne— 
And,  while  the  world  our  hands  employs, 
Our  hearts  be  thine  alone ! 

4  As  sanctified  to  noblest  ends, 

Be  each  refreshment  sought ; 
And,  by  each  various  providence, 

Some  wise  instruction  brought ! 
6  When  to  laborious  duties  call'd. 

Or  by  temptations  tried. 
We'll  seek  the  shelter  of  thy  wings, 

And  in  thy  strength  confide. 

6  As  different  scenes  of  life  arise, 

Our  grateful  hearts  would  be 
With  thee  amidst  the  social  band,— 
In  solitude  with  thee. 

7  At  night,  we  lean  our  weary  heads 

On  thy  paternal  breast ; 


1 


GKACES  OF  THE 

And,  safely  folded  in  thine  arms, 

Resign  our  powers  to  rest. 
Bin  solid  pure  deligiits  like  these, 

Lei  all  my  days  be  past : 
Nor  shall  I  then  impatient  wish, 

JS'or  shall  I  fe^r  the  last. 

04^  227       CM.  Barby. 

iy^^'  Fear  of  God.    Prov.  xiv.  28. 

1  T TAFFY  beyond  description  he 
Xj.     Who  fears  the  Lord  his  God  ; 
Who  hears  his  threais  with  holy  awe, 

And  trembles  at  his  rod. 

2  Fear,  sacred  passion,  ever  dwells 

With  its  fair  partner,  lo%-e  ; 
Blending  their  beauii^'s  both  proclaim 
Their  source  is  frpm  above. 
3 Let  terrors  fright  the  unwilling  slave, 
The  child  with  joy  appears  f 
/    Cheei-ful  he  does  his  father's  will, 

And  loves  as  much  as  fears. 
a  4  Let  fear  and  love,  mcst  holy  God  ! 
Possess  this  soul  of  mine  ; 
Then  shall  I  worship  thee  aright, 
And  taste  thy  joys  divine. 

Q4f»  228    CM.     Watts.  Woodland. 

t/4tU  .      ffgjy  Fortitude.     1  Cor.  xvi.  13. 

1  A  M  I  S'^'ldier  of  the  cross, 
XX    A  follower  of  the  Lamb  t 
And  shall  I  fear  to  own  his  cause, — 

Or  blush  to  speak  his  name  1 

2  Must  I  be  carried  to  the  skies 

On  flowery  beds  of  ease ; 
While  others  fought  to  win  the  prize, 
And  sail'd  through  bloody  seas  ? 

3  Are  there  no  foes  for  me  to  face  ? 

I\Iust  I  not  stem  the  flood  1 
Is  this  vile  world  a  frieid  to  grace, 
To  help  me  on  to  God  ? 

4  Sure  I  must  fight,  if  I  would  reign; 

Increase  my  courage,  Lord  ! 
I'll  bear  the  toil,  endure  the  pain, 
Supponed  by  thy  word. 


HOLY  SPIRIT. 

oThy  saints,  in  all  this  glorious  war, 
Shall  conquer,  though  they  die : 
I     They  see  the  triumph  from  afar, 

And  seize  it  with  their  eye. 
/  6  When  that  illustrious  day  shall  rise, 
And  all  thy  armies  shine 
In  robes  of  victory  through  the  skies, 
The  glory  shall  be  thine. 

f\A<y  229    L.  M.      VVaUs.  Virginit. 

J7  4r  /  •  Gravity  and  Dectnaj. 

1  T)EHOLD  the  sons,  the  heirs  of  God, 
Jj     So  dearly  bought  with  Jesus'  blood  1 
Are  they  not  born  to  heavenly  joys. 
And  shall  they  stoop  to  earthly  toys ! 

2  Can  laughter  feed  th'  immortal  mind ! 
Were  spirits  of  celestial  kind 

Made  for  a  jest,  fur  sport  and  play- 
To  wear  out  lime,  and  waste  the  day  1 
3 Doth  vain  discourse  or  empty  mirth, 
Well  suit  the  honours  of  their  birth  ? 
Shall  they  be  fond  of  gay  attire, 
Which  children  love  and  fools  admire  ? 
4  What  if  we  wear  the  richest  vest, 
Peacocks  and  flies  are  better  drest ; 
This  flesh  with  all  its  gaudy  forms, 
Must  drop  to  dust,  and'feed  the  worms. 

f  5  Lord,  raise  our  hearts  and  passions  higher, 
Touch  our  vain  souls  with  sacred  fire ; 
Then  with  a  heaven  directed  eye. 
We'll  pass  these  glittering  trifles  by. 
6  We'll  look  on  all  the  toys  below 
With  such  disdain  as  angels  do  ; 

I     And  wait  the  call  that  bids  us  rise 
To  mansions  promised  in  the  skies. 

(\AQ  230       L.  M.  Chard, 

?/  ~r  O  •  Hope  set  bejore  us. 

1   A  ND  be  it  so— that  till  this  hour, 
2\.    We  never  knew  what  faith  has  meant ; 
And  slaves  to  sin  and  Satan's  power. 
Have  never  felt  these  hearts  relent. 
«  2  What  shall  we  do  7  shall  we  lie  down. 
Sink  in  despair  and  groan  and  die  1 
And,  sunk  beneath  th'  Almighty's  frown 
Not  glance  one  cheerful  hope  on  high  ? 


GKACES  OF  THE 

f  3 Forbid  it,  Saviour !  to  thy  grace 
As  sinners,  strangers,  we  will  come; 
Among  iliy  saints  we  ask  a  place, — 
For  in"thy  mercy  there  is  room. 
4 Lord,  we  believe  !  O,  chase  away 
The  gloomy  clouds  of  unbelief: 
Lonl,"we  repent !  O,  let  thy  ray 
Die3olve  our  hearts  in  sacred  grief! 

f  5  Now  spread  the  b-anner  of  thy  love, 
And  let  us  know  thai  we  are  thine  ; 
Cheer  us  with  blessings  from  abuvCj 
With  all  the  joys  of  hojje  divine  ! 

Q/IQ  ^'     nstP»''t.)    L.  At  SboeU 

t/  TC  t7  •  Boyi  \n  Darkncts. 

1  /~\  GOD,  my  sun,  thy  blissful  rays 

\J  Can  warm,  rejoice,  and  guide  my  heart ! 
How  dark,  how  nwurnful  are  my  daj'S, 
If  thy  enlivening  beams  depart ! 

2  Scarce  through  the  shades  a  glimpse  of  day 
Appears  to  these  desiring  eyes  ! 

But  shall  my  drooping  spirit  say, 
The  cheerful  morn  will  7iever  rise  ? 

30,  let  me  not  despairing  mourn  ! 
Though  gloomy  darkness  spreads  the  sky, 
Wy  glorious  sun  will  yet  return, 
And  night  with  all  its  horrors  fly. 

40,  fjr  the  bright,  the  joyful  day. 
When  hope  sliall  in  fruition  die  ! 
So  ta))ers  lose  their  fpeble  ray 
Beneath  the  sun's  refulgent  eye. 

QylQ       231     (2d  Part.)    H.  M.    Beddome.  Bethai 

J/  Tt  c/  •  li'ho  can  tell  'f  or,  hoping  a^aimt  Hope. 

1  f^  KEAT  God !  to  thee  I'll  make 
vT    I\ly  griefs  and  sorrows  known  ; 
And  vsiih  an  humble  hope 

Approach  thine  awful  throne: 
Though  by  my  sins  deserving  hell, 
I'll  not  despair ;— for,  who  can  tell  ? 

2  To  thee,  who  by  a  word 

My  drooping  soul  canst  cheer, 
And  by  thy  SjSirit  form 

Thy  glorious  image  there — 
My  foes  subdue,  my  fears  dispel — 
I'll  daily  seek ;— for,  who  can  tell  ? 


950. 


HOLY  SPIRIT. 

3  Endanger'd  or  distrest, 

To  Ihee  alone  V\\  ily, 
Implore  thy  powerful  help, 

And  at  ihy  footstool  lie ; 
My  case  Iiemoan,  my  wants  reveal, 
And  patient  wail ;— for,  who  can  tell  ? 

4  My  heart  misgives  me  oft, 

And  conscience  storms  within  ; 
One  eracious  look  from  thee 
Will  make  it  all  serene  ; 
Satan  suggests  that  I  must  dwell 
In  eudless'flames  ;— but,  who  can  tell  7 
/  5     Vile  unbelief,  begone  : 

Ye  doubts  swift  fly  aw^ay  ; 
God  hath  an  ear  to  hear. 
While  Tve  a  heart  to  pray  : 
If  he  be  mine,  all  will  be  well— 
For  ever  so ;— and,  who  can  tell  1 

232       S.  8. 6.  R,iprore. 

Hewing  and  Loriging. 

11  /^OME,  Lord  !  and  help  us  to  rejoice, 
V_y  In  hope  that  we  shall  hear  thy  voice,— 

Shall  one  day  see  our  (jod  ; 
Shall  cease  from  all  our  painful  strife, 
Handle  and  taste  the  word  of  life, 

And  feel  the  sprinkled  blood. 

2  Let  us  not  always  make  our  moan. 

Nor  worship  thee  a  God  unknown; 

But  let  us  live  to  orove. 
Thy  people's  rest,  thy  saint's  delisht, 
The  length  and  breadth,thedepthand  height, 

Of  thy  redeeming  love. 
3 Rejoicing  now-  in  earnest  hope. 
We  stand,  and  from  the  mountain-top 

See  all  the  land  below, 
Rivers  of  milk  and  honey  rise. 
And  all  the  fruits  of  Paradise 

In  endless  plenty  grow. 
4  A  land  of  corn,  and  wine,  and  oil, 
Favour'd  with  God's  peculiar  smile, 

With  every  blessing  blest; 
There  dwells  the  Lord  our  Righteousness, 
And  keeps  his  own  in  perfect'peace 

And  everlasting  rest. 


GRACES  OF  THE 

5  0,  when  shall  we  ai  once  go  up ! 
Nor  this  side  Jordan  longer  slop, 

Bui  ihe  good  land  possess: 
p    When  shall  we  end  our  lingering  years, 
Our  sorrows,  sins,  and  doubis,  and  feard,— 
An  howling  wilderness ! 

6  0  glorious  Saviour  !  bring  us  in  ; 
Display  thy  grace,  forgive  our  sin, 

Our  unbelilef  remove  ; 
The  heavenly  Canaan,  Lord,  divide  ; 
And,  O,  wiih'all  the  Sanctified, 
Give  us  a  lot  of  love  ! 
fi  /^  1  233      L.  M.      Steele.  Avernc 

y  0  1  .        riew  &/  tlie  Divine  Ptrftctions. 

1 TT7HY  sinks  my  weak  desponding  mind  ? 
VV    Why  heaves  my  heariihe  anxious  sigh* 
Can  sovereign  Goodness  be  unkind  ? 
Am  I  noi  safe  if  God  is  nigh  7 

2  He  holds  all  nature  in  his  hand- 
That  sracious  hand  on  which  I  live 
Doih  life,  and  time,  and  death  command. 
And  has  immortal  joys  to  give. 

3  'Tis  he  supports  this  fainting  frame ; 
On  him  alone  my  hopes  recline  : 
The  wondrous  glories  of  his  name, 

How  wide  they  spread!  how  bright  they  shine! 
s  4  Infinite  wisdom  !  boundless  jxiwer  ! 

Unchanging  faithfulness  and  love  ! 

Here  lei^me  tnist,  while  I  adore, — 

Nor  from  my  refuge  e'er  remove. 
5  My  God,  if  thou  art  mine  indeed, 

Then  I  have  all  my  heart  can  crave ; 

A  present  help  in  limes  of  need  ; 

Still  kind  to  hear,  and  strong  to  save. 
y  6 Forgive  my  doubts,  O  gracious  Lord! 

And'  ease  ihe  sorrows  of  my  breast ; 

Speak  to  my  heart  the  healing  word. 

That  thou  art  mine— and  I  am' blest. 

Q  C  O  234     L.  M.      Steele.  IsIin?toB, 

U  U  ^t  Blcstid  an  tl.e  Poor  in  Spirit.    Matt.  v.  3. 
1  "XrE  humble  souls,  complain  no  more  ; 
JL      Let  faith  survey  your  future  store : 
How  happy,  how  divinely  blest, 
The  sacred  words  of  truth  attest  1 


HOLY  SPIRIT. 

2  When  conscious  grief  laments  sincere, 
And  por.rs  the  peniteniial  tear ; 

f    Hope  points  to  your  dejected  eyes, 
The  bright  reversion  in  the  skies. 

3  In  vain  the  sons  of  wealth  and  pride 
Despise  your  lot,  your  hopes  deride  ; 
In  vain  they  boast  their  little  stores  ; 
Trifles  are  theirs,  a  kingdom  yours ! — 

/  4A  kingdom  of  immense  delight, 

Where  health  and  peace  and  joy  unite  ; 
Where  undeclining  pleasures  rise, 
And  every  wish  hath  full  supplies : 

5  A  kingdom  which  can  ne'er  decay, 
While  time  sweeps  earthly  thrones  away : 
The  state  which  power  and  truth  sustain, 
Unmoved  for  ever  must  remain. 

6  There  shall  your  eyes  with  rapture  view. 
The  glorious  Friend  tliat  died  for  you  ; 
That  died  to  ransom,  died  lo  raise 

To  crowns  of  joy  and  songs  of  praise, 
p  7  Jesus,  to  thee  I  breathe  my  prayer ! 

Reveal,  confirm  my  interest  there; 

Whate'er  my  humble  lot  below, 

This,  this  my  soul  desires  to  know  ! 
i  8  O  let  me  hear  that  voice  divine 

Pronounce  the  glorious  blessing  mine ! 

EnroU'd  among^thy  happy  poor, 

]\Iy  largest  wishes  ask  no  more. 

953  ^^      ^■^'  ^^'^ 

Humlle  pleading  for  Mercy. 

1  T  ORD,  at  thy  feet  we  sinners  lie, 
JLi    And  knock  at  mercy's  door; 
With  heavy  heart  and  downcast  eye 

Thy  favour  we  implore. 

2  [On  us  the  vast  extent  display 

Of  thy  forgiving  love  ; 
Take  all  our  heinous  guilt  away, 
This  heavy  load  remove.] 
e  3  We  sink— with  all  this  weight  oppress'd 
Sink  down  to  death  and  hell ; 
O  give  our  troubled  spirits  rest, 
Our  numerous  fears  dispel. 
30 


GRACES  OF  THE 

p  i  'Tis  mercy,  mercy,  we  implore ; 
O  may  ihy  bow  els  move  ! 
Thy  ^race  is  an  exhaiistless  store, 
AnH  thou  thyself  art  love. 

5  0  for  thy  own,  for  Jesus'  sake, 

Our  many  sins  forgive  ! 
Thy  grace  our  rocky  hearts  can  break ; 
And,  breaking,  soon  relieve. 

6  Thus  melt  us  down ;  thus  make  us  bend, 

And  thy  dominion  own  ; 
Nor  let  a'rival  more  pretend 

To  repossess  thy  throne. 
QP^  4  236      L.  M.      Beddome.  Wunic 

(jD^t     The  humble  Putlkan.   Luke  xviii.13. 

1 T  ORD,  with  a  grieved  and  aching  heart, 
jLj    To  thee  I  look  —to  thee  I  cry  ; 
Supply  my  wants,  and  ease  my  smart : 
O  help  me  soon,  or  else  I  die. 

2  Here  on  my  soul  a  burden  lies ! 
No  human  power  can  it  remove  ; 

My  numerous  sins  like  mountains  rise; 
Do  thou  reveal  thy  pardoning  love. 

3  Break  otf  these  adamantine  chains ; 
From  cruel  bondage  set  me  free ; 
Rescue  from  everlasting  pains  ; 

And  bring  me  safe  to  heaven  and  thee. 


-237       Ts.  Genaan  Hyma. 

A  Prayer  for  HumUit"- 


955. 

1  T  OR.D,  if  thou  thy  grace  impart,— 
JLi    Poor  in  spirit,  meek  in  heart, 

I  shall,  as  my  jMaster  be, 
Rooted  in  humility. 

2  Simple,  teachable,  and  mild, 
Changed  into  a  little  child  ; 
Pleased  with  all  the  Lord  pro-vides  ; 
Wean'd  from  all  the  world  besides. 

3  Father,  fix  my  soul  on  thee ; 
Every  evil  let  me  flee  ; 
Nothing  want,  beneath,  above, — 
Happy  in  thy  precious  love. 

4  O,  that  all  may  seek  and  find 
Every  good  in  Jesus  join'd  ! 
Him  let  Israel  still  adore, 
Trust  him,  praise  him  evermore 


HOLY  SPIRIT. 

95  fi  ^^^^.-'^^-    Doddridge.  BleuJcn. 

kJ<J\J,  RejGiciyis  "'  God. 

1  npHE  righteous  Lord,  supremely  s^reat, 
±     Maintains  his  universal  stated 
O'er  all  the  earth  his  power  extends, 
All  heaven  before  his  footstool  bends. 

2  Yet  justice  still  with  power  presides, 
And  mercy  all  his  emnire  auides  • 
Mercy  and  truth  are  li'is  delisht,     - 
And  saints  are  lovely  in  his  sight. 

fi  3No  more,  ye  wise  !  your  wisdom  boast. 
No  more,  ye  strong  !  your  valour  trust ; 
No  more,  ye  rich  !  survey  your  store,— 
tlate  with  heaps  of  shining  ore  ; 

4  Glory,  ye  saints  !  in  this  alone,— 
That  Goi>,  your  God,  to  you  is  known  ; 
That  you  have  own'd  his  sovereio-n  sway  — 
That  you  have  felt  his  cheering  ray. 

5  Our  wisdom,  wealth,  and  power  we  find 
In  one  Jehovah  all  ccmbined  ; 

On  him  we  fix  our  roving  eyes, 
And  all  our  souls  in  raptures  rise. 

6  All  else  which  we  our  treasure  call, 
May  in  one  fatal  moment  fall ; 

But  what  their  happiness  can  move, 
Whom  God,  the  blessed,  deigns  to  love  ? 

q^»7  239    S.  M.     Doddridse.  Shirland 

^O  i  ,        Rejoicing  in  the  Ways  of  God.  ^^''^^^^ 

1  IVrOW  let  our  voices  join 

-L  ^     To  form  a  sacred  son" ; 
Yepilgrims  in  Jehovah's  way's, 
With  music  pass  along. 

2  How  straight  the  path  appears, 
How  open  and  how  fair ! 

No  lurking  gins  t'  entrap  our  feet ; 
Jno  fierce  destroyer  there. 

3  But  flowers  of  parad  ise 
In  rich  profusion  spring; 

*   5""  of  glory  gilds  the  path, 
And  dear  companions  sing, 

4  See  Salem's  golden  spires 
In  beauteous  prospect  rise; 

Tjru  "f'^''^'"  crowns  than  mortals  wear. 
Which  sparkle  through  the  skies. 


GRACES  OF  THE 

I  5     All  honour  lo  his  name, 

Who  marks  the  sliining  way ! 
To  him  who  leads  the  wanderers  on 

To  realms  of  endless  Jay  ! 
Q^Q  240    7's.     Cennick.  Bath  Abbey 

t7  O  O  •     Rejoicing  in  Hope.    Isa  xijcv.  10. 

1  piHTLDREN  ollhe  heavenly  King, 
\y    As  ye  journey,  sweetly  sine  ; 
Sing  your  Saviour's  worthy  praise, 
Glorious  in  his  works  and  ways. 

2  Ye  are  travelling:  home  to  God 
In  the  way  the  fathers  trod  ; 
They  are  happy  now,  and  ye 
Soon  their  hapjjiness  shall  see 

3  0,  ye  baaish'd  seed,  be  glad  ! 
Christ  our  advocate  is  made  ; 
Us  to  save,  our  flesh  assumes, — 
Brother  to  our  souls  becomes. 

I  4  Shout,  ye  little  flock,  and  blest ! 

You  on  Jesus'  throne  shall  rest ; 

There  your  seat  is  now  prepared — 

There  your  kingdom  and  reward. 
/  5  Fear  not,  brethren,  joyful  stand 

On  the  borders  of  your  land ; 

Christ,  your  Father's  darling  Son, 

Bids  you  undismay'd  go  on. 
p  6  Lord  !  submissive  make  us  go, 
/     Gladly  leaving  all  below; 

Only  thou  our'leader  be, 

And  we  still  will  follow  thee  ! 

Q  /^  Q  -"'^     ^-  ^^     Cowper.  EffinghaM. 

ij  0<J  t  JiUurn  of  Juy. 

1  T'TTHEN  darkness  long  has  veil'd  my  mind, 
VV      And  smiling  day'once  more  appears, 
Then,  my  Redeemer  !  then  I  find 
The  folly  of  my  doubts  and  fears. 
p2I  chide  my  unbelievins  heart; 
And  blush  that  1  shouhl  ever  be 
Thus  prone  to  act  so  base  a  part, 
Or  harbour  one  hard  thought  of  thee  ! 

3  0  let  me  then  at  lencth  be  taught 
(V/'hat  I  am  still  so  slow  to  learn) 
That  God  is  love  and  changes  not, 
Nor  knows  the  shadow  of  a  turn. 


HOLY  SPIRIT. 

4  Sweet  truth,  and  easy  to  repeat ! 

But  when  my  faith  is  sharply  tried, 

I  find  myself  a  learner  yet,— 

Unskilful,  weak,  and  apt  to  slide. 
p  5  But,  O  my  Lord,  one  look  from  thee 

Subdues  the  disobedient  will ; 

Drives  doubt  and  discontent  away, 

And  thy  rebellious  worm  is  still. 
6  Thou  art  as  ready  to  forgive 

As  I  am  ready  to  repine  ; 

Thou,  therefore,  all  the  praise  receive ; 

Be  shame  and  self-abhorrence  mine. 

C\C1(\  242       L.  M. 

'-^  ^  '-'  •  ImmutaUe  Perfections  a'lid  Glory  of  God. 

See  1312. 

Q  rj  1  243    L.  M.    Doddridge.  Park-street. 

■  e/  U  1  •  cp^  ihinins  in  the  Heart.   2  Cor.  iv.  6. 

1  "pRAISE  to  the  Lord  of  boundless  might, 
i      With  uncreated  glories  bright; 

His  presence  gilds  the" world  above, — 
Th'  unchanging  source  of  light  and  love. 

2  Our  rising  earth  his  eye  beheld. 
When,  in  substantial  darkness  veil'd, 
The  shapeless  chaos,  nature's  womU 
Lay  buried  in  the  horrid  gloom. 

3 '  Let  there  be  light,'  Jehovah  said  ! 

And  light  o'er  all  its  face  was  spread  ; 

Nature,  array'd  in  charms  unknown, 

Gay  with  its  new-born  lustre  shone. 
4  He  sees  the  mind,  when  lost  it  lies 

In  shades  of  ignorance  and  vice, 
^    And  darts  from  heaven  a  vivid  ray, 

And  changes  midnight  into  day. 
I  5  Shine,  mighty  God  !  with  vigour  shine, 

On  this  benighted  heart  of  mine  ; 

And  let  thy  glories  stand  reveal'd, 

As  in  the  Saviour's  face  beheld. 
,/  6  My  soul,  revived  by  heaven-born  day, 

Thy  radiant  image  shall  display ; 

While  all  my  faculues  unite 

To  praise  the  Lord  who  gives  me  light. 


962. 


GRACES  OF  THE 

244       L.  M.  Lutoa 

Ont  thing  I  know.    John  ir.  25. 


1  TAEAR  Saviour !  make  me  wise  to  see 
jjf    Mv  sin,  and  guilt,  and  remedy ; 
'Tis  said,  of  all  ihy'Mood  has  bought, 

*  They  shall  of  Israel's  God  be  taught.' 

2  Their  pla?ue  of  heart  thy  people  know, 
They  know  thy  name,  and  trust  thee  loo  ; 
They  know  the  gospers  blissful  sound, 
The'path  where  Vndless  joys  abound. 

3  They  know  the  Father  and  the  Son ; — 
Theirs  is  eternal  life  begun: 

Unto  sal vatio.a  they  are  wise, — ' 
Their  grace  shall  into  glory  rise. 
s  4But— isnorance  itself  am  I; 

Born  blind— estranged  from  thee  I  lie ; 

0  Lord  !  to  thee  I  humbly  own 

1  nothing  know  as  should  be  known, 
p  51  scarce  know  God,  or  Christ,  or  sin, — 

My  foes  without,  or  plague  within. 
Know  not  my  interest.  Lord,  in  ihee, 
In  pardon,  peace,  or  liberty  ] 
s  6  But  help  me  to  declare  to-day, 
If  many  things  I  cannot  say, 
'  One  tiling  I  know,'  all  praise  to  thee, 
'  Though  Blind  I  was— yet  now  I  see.' 

245    C.  M.     Fawcett.  Bedfor 

KnowUdgt  at  present  imperfect. 

1  T^HY  way,  O  God  !  is  in  the  sea, 
A.     Thy  paths  I  cannot  trace  ; 

Nor  comprehend  the  mystery 
Of  thy  unbounded  grace. 

2  Here  the  dark  veils  of  fle^h  and  sense 

My  captive  ."^oul  surround, 

Mysterious  deeps  of  providence 

^ly  wandering  thoughts  confound. 

STSTien  I  behold  thy  awful  hand 

My  earthly  hopes  destroy  ; 

In  deep  astonishment  I  stand, 

And  ask  the  reason  why  7 

4  As  throush  a  glass  I  dimly  see 

The  wonders  of  thy  love ; 
How  little  do  I  know  of  thee, 
Or  of  the  joys  above ! 


963. 


HOLY  SPIKIT. 

5  'Tis  but  in  part  I  know  thy  will ; 

I  bless  thee  for  the  sight : 
When  will  thy  love  the  rest  reveal, 

In  glory's  clearer  light  ? 
/  6  With  rapture  shall  I  then  survey 

Thy  providence  and  grace  ; 
And  spend  an  everlasting  day 

In  wonder,  love,  and  praise. 

QfiA  246       L.  M,  Old  Hundreo. 

iJ\J^»  Liberality. 

1  /~\   WHAT  stupendous  mercy  shines 
\Ji    Around  the  majesty  of  Heaven  ! 
Rebels  he  deigns  to  call  his  sons. 
Their  souls  renevv'd,  their  sins  forgiven. 
2 Go,  imitate  the  grace  divine,— 
The  grace  that  blazes  liPce  a  sun  ; 
Hold'forth  your  fair,  though  feeble  light, 
Through  all  your  lives  let  mercy  run  ! 
3  Upon  your  bounty's  willing  wings 
Swift  let  the  ^eat  salvation  fly  f 
The  hungry  feed,  the  naked  clothe ; 
To  pain  and  sickness  help  apply. 

p  4  Pity  the  weeping  widow's  wo, 
And  be  her  counsellor  and  stay  ; 
Adopt  the  fatherless,  and  smooth 
To  useful,  happy  life,  his  way. 

p  5  Let  age,  with  want  and  weakness  bow'd, 
Your  bowels  of  compassion  move  ; 
Let  e'en  your  enemies  be  bless'd, — 
Their  hatred  recompensed  with  love. 

6  When  all  is  done,  renounce  your  deeds — 
Renounce  self-righteousness  with  scorn ; 
Thus  will  you  glorify  your  God, 

And  thus  the  Christian  name  adorn. 

Q  fi  'l  247    L.  M.    D.  Turner.  Lebanon 

fjyjrJ,       xhou  Shalt  love  the  Lord  thy  God. 

1  ■\7'ES,  I  would  love  thee,  blessed  God  ! 
X     Paternal  goodness  marks  thy  name  ! 
I     Thy  praises,  through  thy  high  abode 

The  heavenly  hosts  with  joy  proclaim. 
p  2  Freely  thou  gavest  thy  dearest  Son 

For  man  to  suffer,  bleed,  and  die  ; 

And  badest  me,  as  a  wretch  undone, 

For  all  I  want  on  him  rely. 


GRACES  OF  THE 

f  3In  Him,  thy  reconci^'^-^  face 
With  joy  unspeakable  I  see, 
And  feel  ihy  powerful  wondrous  grace 
Draw,  and  unite  my  soul  lo  thee. 
4  Whene'er  my  foolish,  %Yandering  heart, 
Attracted  by  a  creature's  power, 
Would  frora  this  blissful  centre  start,  ~ 
Lord,  fix  it  there  to  stray  no  more  ! 

f\Qn  248    CM.    Ryland.  New  To* 

y  U  D  .      DcligfU  in  God.    Ps.  xxrsii.  4, 

1  r\  LORD  !  I  would  delight  in  thee, 
yj    And  on  thy  care  depend : 

To  thee  in  every  trouble  flee,— 
My,  best,  my  unly  Friend. 

2  When  all  created  streams  are  dried. 

Thy  fulness  is  the  same; 
Blay  I  with  ttiis  be  satisfied, 

And  glory  in  thy  name  ! 
n  3  AVhv  should  the  soul  a  drop  bemoan, 

Who  has  a  f  niniain  near ; 
A  fountain  which  will  ever  run 

With  waters  sweet  and  clear  ? 

4  No  £rood  in  creatures  can  be  found. 

But  may  be  found  in  thee : 
I  must  have  all  things,  and  abound, 
Wliile  God  is  God  to  me. 

5  O,  that  I  had  a  stronger  faith. 

To  look  within  the  veil, 
To  credit  what  my  Saviour  saith, 
Whose  words  can  never  fail ! 

6  He,  that  has  made  my  heaven  secure, 

Will  here  all  good  provide  ; 
While  Christ  is  rich,  can  1  be  poor  1 

What  can  I  want  bet'ide? 
s  70  Lord  !  I  cast  my  care  on  thee  ; 

I  triumph  and  adore ; 
Henceforiti  my  great  concern  shall  be 

To  love  and  please  thee  more. 

rxf^m  249    L.  M.    Wa.ts.  Nevrton 

y  U  /  •        Love,  to  Christ  praeiit  or  abievi. 
1  f\F  all  the  joys  we  mortals  knovr, 
yJ    Jesus,  thy  love  exceeds  the  rest  < 
Love,  the  best  blessing  here  below, 
The  nearest  image  of  the  blest. 


HOLY  SPIRIT. 

«  2  "While  we  are  held  in  thy  embrace, 

There's  not  a  thouglu  atienipls  to  love ; 
f    Each  smile  upun  t,hy  beauteous  face 
Fixes,  and  charms,  and  fires  our  love. 

p  3  While  of  thy  absence  we  complain, 
And  long  or  weep  in  all  we  do, 
There's  a  strange  pleasure  in  the  pain ; 
And  tears  have  their  own  sweetness  too. 

4  When  round  thy  courts  by  day  we  rove  ; 
Or  ask  the  watchman  of  the  night 

For  some  kind  tidings  of  our  Love, 
Thy  very  name  creales  delight. 

5  Jesus,  our  God,  yet  rather  come  ! 
Our  eyes  would  dwell  upon  thy  face: 
'Tis  best  to  see  our  Lord  at  home, 
And  feel  the  presence  of  his  grace. 

Q/^o  250    7's.    Newton.        German  Hyma. 

t?  O  O  •        Lovtst  thou  me  ?    John  xxi.  16. 

1  "T^IG  a  point  I  long  to  know, 

JL     Oft  it  causes  anxious  thought- 
Do  I  love  the  Lord,  or  no  7 
Am  I  his,  or  am  I  not  ? 

2  If  I  love;  why  am  I  thus  ? 

Why  this  dull  and  lifeless  frame  ! 
Hardly,  sure,  can  they  be  worse. 
Who  have  never  heard  his  name. 

3  [Could  my  heart  so  hard  remain, — 
Prayer  a  task  and  burden  prove,— 
Every  trifle  give  me  pain — 

If  I  knew  a  Saviour's  love ! 

4  When  I  turn  my  eyes  within, 
All  is  dark,  and  vain,  and  wild: 
Fill'd  with  unbelief  and  sin,— 
Can   I    deem  myself  a  child?] 

5  If  I  pray,  or  hear,  or  read. 
Sin  is  mix'd  witli  all  I  do  ; 
You  that  love  the  Lord  indeed, 
Tell  me,  is  it  thus  with  you  ? 

6  Yet  I  mourn  my  stubborn  will, — 
Find  my  sin  a  grief  and  thrall ; 
Should  I  erieve  for  what  1  feel, 
Ifl-did  not  love  at  all  '\ 


GRACES  OF  THE 

7  [Coul  J  I  joy  his  saints  to  meet ; 
Choose  the  ways  I  once  abhorr'd  ; 
Find,  at  times,  the  promise  sweet: 
If  I  did  not  love  the  Lord  1^ 

8  Lord,  decide  the  doubtful  case  ! 
Thou,  who  an  ihy  people's  Sun, 
Shine  upon  thy  work  of  grace, 
If  it  be  indeed  begun. 

9  Let  me  love  thee  more  and  more, 
If  I  love  at  all;  I  pray  ! 

If  I  have  not  loved  before, 
Help  me  to  begin  today. 

qrjQ  251    L.  M.    Watts.  Dresden. 

c7  D  t7  •  Dcsirins  to  love  Christ. 

I  /^0]ME,  let  me  love  !  or  is  my  mind 
Kj    Harden'd  to  stone,  or  froze  to  ice  ? 
I  see  the  blessed  fair  one  bend. 
And  stoop  t'  embrace  me  from  the  skies  1 
20 !  'tis  a  thought  would  melt  a  rock, 
And  make  a  heart  of  iron  move, 
That  those  sweet  lips,  that  heavenly  look, 
Should  seek  and  wish  a  mortal  love  ! 

«  3 1  was  a  traitor  doom'd  to  fire, 
Bound  to  sustain  eternal  pains  ; 

f    He  Hew  on  winjs  of  strong  desire. 

Assumed  my  guilt,  and  took  my  chains  ! 

s  4  Infinite  grace  !  almighty  charms  !— 
Stand  in  amaze,  ye  rolling  skies  ! 
Jesus,  the  God,  extends  his  arms,*^ 
Hangs  on  a  cross  of  love,  and  dies. 

p  5  Did  pity  ever  stoop  so  low, 
Dress'd  in  divinity  and  blood  ! 
"Was  ever  rebel  courted  so, 
In  groans  of  an  expiring  God  1- 

p  6  Again  he  lives  !  and  spreads  his  hands,— 
Hands  that  were  nail'd  to  torturing  smart ! 
'  By  these  dear  wounds  !'  says  he  ;  and  stands, 
And  prays  to  clasp  me  to  iiis  heart. 
7  Sure  I  must  love  ;  or  are  my  ears 
Still  deaf,  nor  will  my  passions  move  ? 
Lord  !  melt  this  flinty  heart  to  tears  ;— 
This  heart  shall  yield  to  death,  or  love. 


HOLY  SPIRIT. 

252    C.  M.    Stennett.  Woodland. 

Profession  of  Love  to  Christ. 


970. 

1  A  ND  have  I,  Christ,  no  love  to ihee- 
Xi.    No  passion  for  ihy  charms  7 

No  wish  my  Saviour's  face  to  see, 
And  dwell  within  his  arms  ! 

2  Is  there  no  spark  of  gratitude 

In  this  cold  heart  of  mine, 
To  him  whose  generous  bosom  glow'd 
With  friendship  all  divine  1 

3  Can  I  pronounce  his  charming  name, 

His  acts  of  kindness  tell  1 
And,  while  I  dwell  upon  the  theme, 

No  sweet  emotion  feel  1 
s  4  Such  base  ingratitude  as  this 

What  heart  but  must  detest ! 
Sure  Christ  deserves  the  noblest  place 

In  every  human  breast. 
p  5  A  very  wretch,  Lord  !  I  should  prove. 

Had  I  no  love  to  thee  : 
Rather  than  not  my  Saviour  love, 

O  may  I  cease  to  be ! 

253    8's.    B.  Francis.  Nc->vBe 

Supreme  Loue  to  Christ. 

I  1  "lY/rY  eracious  Redeemer  I  love ! 
ItJL    fiis  praises  aloud  I'll  proclaim. 
And  join  with  the  armies  above 
To  shout  his  adorable  name  : 
To  gaze  on  his  glories  divine 
Shall  be  my  eternal  employ, 
And  feel  them  incessantly  sJriine, 
My  boundless  ineffable  joy. 

2  He  freely  redeem'd,  with  his  blood, 
My  soul  from  the  confines  of  hell, 
To  live  on  the  smiles  of  my  God, 
And  in  his  sweet  presence  to  dwell ; 
To  ehine  with  the  angels  of  light ; 

/    With  saints  and  with  "seraphs  to  sing : 
To  view,  with  eternal  delight. 
My  Jesus,  my  Saviour,  my  King. 

3  In  Meshech,  as  yet,  I  reside,— 
A  darksome  and  restless  abode  ! 
Molested  with  fof^s  on  each  side. 
And  longing  to  dwell  with  my  God ; 


971 


GRACES  OF  THE 

I    O,  when  shall  my  spirit  exchange 
This  cell  of  corruptible  clay, 
For  mansions  celestial,  and  range 
Through  realms  of  iaeffable  day  ! 

4  My  glorious  Redeemer  !  I  long 
To  see  thee  descend  on  the  cloud, 
Amidst  the  bright  numberless  thronsr, 
And  mix  with  the  triumphing  crowd : 
O,  when  wilt  thou  bid  me  iiscend, 
To  join  in  thy  praises  above, 

To  gaze  on  thee  world  without  end, 
And  feast  on  thy  ravishing  love  t 

5  Nor  sorrow,  nor  sickness,  nor  pain. 
Nor  sin,  nor  temptation,  nor  fear, 
Shall  ever  molest  me  again  ; 
Perfection  of  glory  reigns  there: 
This  soul  and  this  body  shall  shine 
In  robes  of  salvation  and  praise. 
And  banquet  on  pleasure  divine 
Where  God  his  fiill  beauty  displays. 

C  Ye  palaces,  sceptres,  and  crowns, 
Your  pride  with  disdain  I  survey  ; 
Your  pomps  are  but  shadows  and  sounds, 
And  pass  in  a  moment  away : 
The  crown  that  my  Saviour  bestows, 
Yon  permanent  sun  shall  outshine ; 
My  joy  everlastingly  flows,— 
My  God,  my  Redeemer,  is  mine. 


972. 


254    S.  M.    Fawcett. 
Love  to  the  brethren. 


1  "pLEST  be  the  tie  that  binds 
-D    Our  hearts  in  Christian  love  ! 

The  fellowship  of  kindred  minda 
Is  like  to  that  above. 

2  Before  our  Father's  throne 
"We  pour  our  ardent  prayers  ; 

Our  fears,  our  hopes,  our  aims  are  one, 
Our  comforts  and  our  cares. 
p  3     We  share  our  mutual  woes ; 
Our  mutual  burdens  bear: 
And  often  for  each  other  flows 
The  sympathizing  tear. 
4     When  we  asunder  part. 
It  gives  us  inward  pain: 


HOLY  SPIRIT. 

But  we  shall  still  be  join'd  in  heart, 

And  hope  to  meet  again. 
f  5     This  glorious  hope  revives 

Our  courage  by  the  way  ; 
While  each  in  expectation  lives, 

And  longs  to  see  the  day. 
6     From  sorrow,  toil,  and  pain. 

And  sin  we  shall  be  free  ; 
And  perfect  love  and  friendship  reign 

Through  all  eternity. 

Q 1^  Q  253 ,  S.  M.    Beddome.  Dover 

"'"-'•  Christian  Love.    Gal.  Hi.  28. 

1  T  ET  party  names  no  more, 

JLi    The  Christian  world  o'erspread  ; 
Gentile  and  Jew,  and  bond  and  free, 
Are  one  in  Clirist  their  Head. 

2  Among  the  saints  on  earth, 
Let  mutual  love  be  found  ; 

Heirs  of  the  same  inheritance, 
With  mutual  blessings  crown'd. 

3  Let  envy,  child  of  hell ! 
Be  banish'd  far  away  ; 

Those  should  in  strictest  friendship  dwell 
Who  the  same  Lord  obey. 

4  Thus  will  the  church  below 
Resemble  that  above ; 

Where  streams  of  pleasure  ever  flow, 
And  every  heart  is  love. 

258    L.  M.    Doddridge.  Antigua. 

The  Heart  purified  by  the  Spirit. 

1  /^REAT  Spirit  of  immortal  love  ! 
VT    Vouchsafe  our  frozen  hearts  to  move ; 
With  ardour  strong  these  breasts  inflame. 
To  all  that  own  a  Saviour's  name. 

2 Still  let  the  heavenly  fire  endure. 
Fervent  and  vigorous,  true  and  pure; 
Let  every  heart,  and  every  hand 
Join  in  tlie  dear  fraternal  band. 

3  Celestial  Dove,  descend  and  bring 
The  smiling  blessings  on  thy  wing-, 
And  make  us  taste  tiiose  sweets  below, 
Which  in  the  blissful  mansions  grow. 


974 


GRACES  OF  THE 

Q»7  f'  25T    C  M.    Doddridge.  Slonejy, 

iJ  t  D*  The  socd  SaynarUan.    Luke  i.  23—37. 

1  T?ATHER  of  mercies  !  send  thy  grace, 
X;     All-powerful  from  above, 

To  form,  in  our  obedient  souls, 
The  image  of  thy  love. 

2  O,  may  our  sympathizing  breasts 

That  generous  pleasure  know, 
Kindly  to  share  in  others'  joy, 

And  weep  for  others'  wo  ! 
p  3  When  the  most  helpless  sons  of  grief 

In  low  distress  are  laid ; 
Soft  be  our  hearts  their  pains  to  feel, 

And  swift  our  hands  to  aid. 
4  So  Jesus  look'd  on  dying  man, 

When  throned  above  the  skies; 
And,  midst  th'  embraces  of  his  God, 

He  felt  compassion  rise. 
/  5  On  wings  of  love  the  Saviour  flew 

To  raise  us  from  the  ground, 
And  shed  the  richest  of  his  blood, 

A  balm  for  every  wound. 

Qljfi  23S    CM.  Christinas;. 

U  I  \J»  Loveto  cur  Enemiu  Jrcm  the  Ext^ple  of  CftTisi 

1   \  LOUD  we  sing  the  wondrous  grace 
XJl    Christ  to  his^ murderers  bare  : 
Which  made  the  torturing  cross  us  throne, 
And  hung  its  trophies  there. 
p  2  '  Father,  forgive  !'  his  mercy  cried, 
With  his  expiring  breath, 
And  drew  eternal  blessings  down 
On  those  who  wrought  his  death. 
/  3  Jesus,  this  wondrous  fove  we  sing ! 
And,  whilst  we  sing,  admire: 
Breathe  on  our  soulsj^and  kindle  there 
The  same  celestial  fire. 
4  Sway'd  by  thy  dear  example,  we 
For  enemies  will  pray  ; 
With  love,  their  hatred— and  their  curse 
With  blessings— will  repay. 

(\tjty  259    C.  M.     Stennett.  Aj-jndd. 

U  I    I  »    Ml  Attainments  vain  tcithaut  Lace. 

1  QHOULD  bounteous  nature  kindly  pour 
kJ    Her  richest  sifts  on  me, 


HOLY  SPIRIT. 

Still,  0  my  God  !  I  slioukl  be  poor, 
If  void  of  love  to  tliee. 

2  Not  shining  wit,  nor  manly  sense, 

Could  make  me  truly  good  ; 
Nor  zeal  itself  could  recompense 
The  want  of  love  to  God. 

3  Did  I  possess  the  gift  of  tongues, 

But  were  denied  thy  grace ; 
I     My  loudest  words— my  foftiest  songs, 
'Would  Ije  but  sounding  brass. 

4  Though  thou  shouldst  give  me  heavenly  ski]' 

Each  mystery  to  explain  ; 
If  I'd  no  heart  to  do  thy  will, 
Bly  knowledge  would  be  vain. 

5  Had  I  so  strong  a  faith,  my  God ! 

As  mountains  to  remove  ; 

No  faith  could  do  me  real  good, 

That  did  not  work  Ijy  love. 

6  [What  though  to  gratify  my  pride. 

And  make  my  heaven  secure 
All  my  possessions  I  divide 
Among  the  hungry  poor ; 

7  Wliat  though  my  body  I  consign 

To  the  devouring  flame, 
In  hope  the  glorious  deed  will  shine 
In  rolls  of  endless  fame  ! 

8  These  splendid  acts  of  vanity, 

Though  all  the  world  applaud, 
If  destitute  of  charity, 
Can  never  please  my  God.] 
90,  grant  me,  then,  this  one  request. 
And  I'll  be  satisfied,— 
That  love  divine  may  rule  my  breast, 
And  all  my  actions  guide. 
ft  w  O  260    S.  M.    Doddridge.  Silver^treet 

\j  i  0»  The  Meek  beautified  with  Salvation.   Ps.  cxlix.  4. 

I     "VE  humble  souls,  rejoice, 

X     And  cheerful  praises  sing ! 
Wake  all  your  harmony  of  voice  ; 
For  Jesus  is  your  King ! 
p  2     That  meek  and  lowly  Lord, 

Whom  here  your  souls  have  known,  ,^ 
Pledges  the  honour  of  his  word 
T'  avow  you  for  his  own. 


GRACES  OF  THE 

3     He  brines  salvation  near, 

for  which  his  blood  was  paid  ! 
How  beauteous  shall  your  souls  appear, 
Thus  sumptuously  array'd ! 
I  4     Sing  !  for  the  day  is  nigh, 

When  near  your  Saviour's  seat, 
The  tallest  sons  of  pride  shall  lie 
The  footstool  of  your  feet. 
5     Salvation,  Lord,  is  thine. 
And  all  thy  saints  confess 
The  royal  robes,  in  which  they  shine, 
Were  wrought  by  sovereign  grace. 


979. 


261     C.  M.  Rochester 

Moderatimi;  or,  the  Saint  indeed.   Phil.  iv.  5. 

1  TTAPPY  the  man  whose  cautious  steps 
xl    Still  keep  the  golden  mean  : 
Whose  life,  by  wisdom's  rules  well  form'd, 

Declares  a  conscience  clean. 

2  Not  of  himself  he  hierhly  thinks, 

Nor  acts  tiie  boaster's  part ; 
His  modest  tongue  the  language  speaks 
Of  his  still  humbler  hear^t. 

3  Not  in  base  scandal's  arts  he  deals, 

For  truth  dwells  in  his  breast : 
With  grief  he  sees  his  neighbour's  faidts, 
And' thinks  and  hopes  the  best. 

4  What  blessings  bounteous  heaven  bestows, 

He  takes  with  tliankful  heart : 
With  temperance  he  both  eats  and  drinks. 
And  gives  the  poor  a  part. 

5  To  sect  or  party  his  large  soul 

Disdains  to  be  confined  ; 
The  sood  he  loves  of  every  name, 
Anci  prays  for  all  mankind. 

6  Pure  is  tlie  zeal,  the  offspring  fair 

Of  truth  and  heavenly  love: 
The  bieot's  rage  can  never  dwell 
Where  rests' the  peaceful  dove. 

7  His  business  is  to  keep  his  heart, 

Each -passion  to  control ; 

Nobly  ambitious  well  to  rule 

The  empire  of  his  soul. 


HOLY  SPIRIT. 

S  Not  on  the  world  his  heart  is  set, 
His  treasure  is  above  ; 
Nothing  beneath  the  sovereign  good 
Can  claim  his  highest  love. 


980. 


262    L.  M.  Portuaal, 

Jlgur^s  wish.    Prov.  xxx. 

1  rpHUS  Agur  breath'd  his  warm  desire— 
X     '  My  God,  two  favours  I  require ; 
In  neither  my  request  deny, 
Vouchsafe  them  botn  before  I  die : 

2 '  Far  from  my  heart  and  tents  exclude 
■fhose  enemies  to  all  that's  good ; 
Folly,  wiiose  pleasures  end  in  death, 
And  Falsehood's  pestilential  breath. 

3 '  Be  neither  wealth  nor  want  my  lot, 
Below  the  dome,  above  the  cot. 
Let  me  my  life  unanxious  lead  ; 
And  know  no  luxuiy  nor  need.' 

4  Those  wishes,  Lord,  we  make  our  own 
O,  shed  in  moderation  down 

Thy  tounties,  till  this  mortal  breath 
Expiring,  tunes  thy  praise  in  death ! 

5  But,  shouldst  thou  larH:e  possessions  give, 
May  we  with  thanktulness  receive 

Th'  exuberance— still  our  God  adore. 
And  bless  the  needy  from  our  store  ! 

6  Or,  should  we  feel  the  pains  of  want. 
Submission,  resignation,  grant ; 

Till  thou  Shalt  send  the  wish'd  supply, 
Or  call  us  to  the  bliss  on  high.  . 

263       L.  M.  Sabaoih 

Christian  Patience..   Luke  xxi.  19. 

1  TJATIENCE  !— O,  what  a  grace  divine ! 
i      Sent  from  the  God  of  power  and  love, 
Submissive  to  its  Father's  hand, 

As  through  the  wilds  of  life  we  rove. 

2  By  patience  we  serenely  bear 
The  troubles  of  our  mortal  state. 
And  wait  contented  our  discharge. 
Nor  think  our  glory  comes  too  late. 

3  Though  we,  in  full  sensation,  feel 

The  weight,  the  wounds,  our  God  ordains, 
We  smile  amid  our  heaviest  woes, 
And  triumph  in  our  sharpest  pains. 


981 


GRACES  OF  THE 

4  O,  for  this  grace  to  aid  us  on, 
And  arm  with  fortitude  the  breast, 
Till  life's  tumultuous  voyage  o'er,— 
We  reach  the  shores  of  endless  rest ! 

/  5  Faith  into  vision  shall  resign; 
Hope  shall  in  full  fruition  die : 
And  patience  in  possession  end 
In  the  bright  worlds  of  bliss  on  high. 

Q  Q  i>  264    L^  M.    Beddome.  Kinssbrid^e. 

1  "pvEAR  Lord !  though  bitter  is  the  cup 
U    Thy  gracious  hand  deals  out  to  me, 
I  cheerfully  would  drink  it  up ; 

That  cannot  hurt  which  comes  from  thee. 

2  Dash  it  with  thy  unchanging  love,  ■ 
Let  not  a  drop  uf  wrath  be  there ! — 
The  saints,  for  ever  bless'd  above, 
"".Vere  often  most  afflicted  here. 

3  From  Jesus,  thy  incarnate  Son, 
I'll  learn  obedience  to  thy  will ; 
And  humbly  kiss  the  chastening  rod, 
AMien  its  severest  strokes  I  feel. 

r\  Q  Q  265    C.  M.    Doddridge.  Merider 

J^O  »      God  sfeakins  Peace  to  his  People. 

1 T  TNITE,  my  roving  thoughts  !  unite 
U     In  silence  soft  and  sweet ; 
And  thou  ray  soul,  sit  gently  down 
At  thy  great  Sovereign's  feeu 
s  2  Jehovah's  awful  voice  is  heard, 
Yet  gladly  I  attend ; 
For,  \o'.  the  everlasting  God 
Proclaims  himself  my  friend. 
3  Harmonious  accents  to  my  soul 
The  s^iunds  of  peace  convey ; 
The  tpmnest  at  his  word  subsides, 
And  winds  and  seas  obey. 
;j  4Bv  all  its  joys,  I  charge  my  heart 
"To  jrrievehis  love  no  more ; 
But  charm'd  by  melody  divine, 
To  give  its  follies  o'er. 
f\0  A  266    r..  M.  6lines    R.  Hill.  Eitot. 

y  O  4  «       .i  Prar,trfor  the  promised  Rat. 

1  "pkEAK  Friend  of  friendless  sinners,  hear, 
J_J    And  magnify  thy  grace  divine ; 


HOLY  SPIRIT. 

Pardon  a  worm  that  would  draw  near, 
That  would  his  heart  to  tliee  resign; 
A  worm,  by  self  and  siu  opprest, 
That  pants  to  reach  thy  promised  rest, 

2  With  holy  fear,  and  reverend  lov-e, 

I  long  to  lie  beneath  thy  throne : 
I  long  in  thee  to  live  and  move, 

And  stay  myself  on  thee  alone  : 
Teach  me  to  lean  upon  ihy  breast, 
To  find  in  thee  the  promised  rest. 

3  Thou  say'st  thou  wilt  thy  servants  keep 

In  perfect  peace,  whose  minds  shall  be 
Like  new-born  babes  or  helpless  sheep, 

Completely  stay'd,  dear  Lord,  on  thee : 
How  calm  their  state,  how  truly  blest, 
Who  trust  on  thee  the  promised  rest. 

4  Take  me,  my  Saviour,  as  thine  own, 

And  vindicate  my  righteous  cause; 
Be  thou  my  portion.  Lord,  alone, 

And  bend  me  to  obey  thy  laws ; 
In  thy  dear  arms  of  love  caress'd, 
Give  me  to  find  thy  promised  rest. 

5  Bid  the  tempestuous  rage  of  sin, 

With  all  its  wrathful  fury  die  ; 
Let  the  Redeemer  dwell  within, 

And  turn  my  sorrows  into  joy  : 
O,  may  my  heart,  by  thee  possess'd, 
Know  thee  to  be  ray  promised  rest. 

267    C.  JI.  _  Doddrid?e.  Walsa!. 

I  God  hath  cimuiandt-i  all  Men  fjerywhere  to  repent, 

1  ( "pEPENT!"  the  voice  celestial  cries, 

XV    Nor  longer  dare  delay  ; 
The  wretch,  that  scorns  the  mandate,  dies. 
And  meets  a  fiery  day. 

2  No  more  the  sovereign  eye  of  God 

O'erljoks  the  crinies  of  men. 
His  heralds  are  despalch'd  abroad 
To  warn  the  world  of  sin. 
\l  3  The  summons  reach  throush  all  the  earth ; 
Let  earth  attend  and  fear: 
Listen,  ye  men  of  royal  birth. 
And  let  your  vassals  hear  ! 
4  Together  in  his  presence  bow, 
And  all  your  guilt  confess ; 


985 


GRACES  OF  THE 

Embrace  the  blessed  Saviour  now, 
Nor  trifle  with  his  grace. 
s  5  Bow  ere  the  awful  trumpet  sound, 
And  call  you  to  his  bar ; 
For  mercy  knows  ih'  appointed  bound, 
And  turns  to  vengeance  there. 
C  Amazing  love !  that  yet  will  call, 
And  yet  prolong  onr  days ; 
p    Our  hearts,  subdued  by  goodness,  fall, 
And  weep,  and  love,  and  praise. 

C\QCi      268    (1st  Part.)    C.  M.    Doddridge.         Banfor 
y  O  O •  Peter' s.idnvjnit ion  to  Simon  Masnvs  turned 
into  Prayer. 

1  QE  ARC  HER  of  hearts  !  before  thy  face 
k3    I  all  my  soul  display  ; 

And,  conscious  of  its  innate  arts, 
Entreat  thy  strict  survey. 

2  If  lurking  in  its  inmost  folds 

I  any  slu  conceal, 
O,  let  a  ray  of  li^ht  divine 
The  secret  guile  reveal ! 

3  If  tinctured  with  that  odious  gall 

Unknowing  I  remain, 
Let  srace,  like  a  pure  silver  stream, 
"Wash  out  th'  accursed  stain. 

4  If,  in  these  fatal  fetters  bound, 

A  wretched  slave  I  lie, 
Smite  off  my  chains,  and  wake  my  soul 
To  light  and  lil^erty. 

5  To  humble  penitence  and  prayer 

Be  gentle  pity  given ; 
Speak  ample  pardon  to  my  heart, 
And  seal  its  claim  to  heaven. 


26S    (2a  Fart.)    L.  M. 
Hardness  of  Heart  lamented. 


986. 

;1T  ORD  !  shed  a  beam  of  heavenly  day 
I  i    To  melt  this  stubborn  stone  away  ; 
Now  thaw,  with  rays  of  love  divine, 
This  heart,  this  frozen  heart  of  mine. 
8  2  The  rocks  can  rend ;  the  earth  can  quake , 
The  seas  can  roar ;  the  mountains  shake  ; 
Of  feeling  all  things  show  some  sign, 
But  this  unfeeliug'^heart  of  mine.  ' 


HOLY  SPIRIT. 

3  To  hear  the  sorrows  thou  hast  felt, 
What  but  an  adamant  would  melt  ? 
Goodness  and  wrath  in  vain  combine 
To  move  this  stupid  heart  of  mine. 

4  But  One  can  yet  perform  the  deed ; 
That  One  in  all  his  grace  I  need ; 
Thy  Spirit  can  from  dross  refine, 
And  melt  this  stubborn  heart  of  mine. 

p  5  0,  Breath  of  life,  breathe  on  my  soul ' 
On  me  let  streams  of  mercy  roll ; 
Now  thaw,  with  rays  of  love  divine. 
This  heart,  this  frozen  heart  of  mine. 

Q  ft  *7  ^^^    ■^"  ^'^'    Doddridge.  Antigua. 

DkD  I  •      Christ  exalted  to  give  Repentance. 

1  "pXALTED  Prince  of  life!  we  own 
X-i  The  royal  honours  of  thy  throne, 
'Tis  fix'd  by  God's  almighty  hand, 
And  seraphs  bow  at  thy  command. 

2  Exalted  Saviour !  we  confess 

The  sovereign  triumphs  of  thy  grace; 

Where  beams  of  gentle  radiance  shine 

And  temper  majesty  divine. 
1  3  Wide  thy  resistless  sceptre  sway, 

Till  all  thine  enemies  obey ; 

Wide  may  the  cross  its  virtues  prove, 

And  conquer  millions  by  its  love.— 
4 Mighty  to  vanquish  and  forgive  ; 

Thine  Israel  shall  repent  and  live : 
I     And  loud  proclaim  thy  healing  breath, 

Which  works  their  life  who  wrought  th) 
death. 

Q  Q  Q  270    7's.    Stennett.        Evening  Hymn 

y  O  O  .  Penitent  ial  Sighs. 

1  THATHER  !  at  thy  call  I  come  : 
1.      In  thy  bosom  there  is  room 
For  a  guilty  soul  to  hide,— 
Press'd  with  grief  on  every  side. 
p  2  Here  I'll  make  my  piteous  moan  !— 
Thou  canst  vmderstand  a  groan : 
Here  my  sins  and  sorrows  tell ; 
What  I  feel  thou  knowest  well. 
3  Ah  !  how  foolish  I  have  been, 
To  obey  the  voice  of  sin— 


GRACES  OF  THE 

To  forget  ihy  love  to  me, 

And  to  break  my  vows  to  thee, 
s  4 Darkness  fills  my  Trembling  soul ; 

Floods  of  sorrows  o'er  me  roll ; 
p    Pity,  Faiiier !  pity  me  ; 

All  my  hope's  alone  in  thee. 

5  But  may  such  a  wretch  as  I, — 
Self-condemn'd  and  doom'd  to  die,— 
Ever  hope  to  be  forgiven. 

And  be  smiled  upoii  by  Heaven  ? 

6  May  I  round  thee  clins  and  twine 
Call  myself  a  child  cffhine, 
And  presume  to  claim  a  part 

In  a  tender  Father's  heart  ?- 
r  Yes,  I  mav !  for  I  espy 
p    Pity  trickling  from  thine  eye : 

'Tis  a  Faihei^'s  bow^els  move,— 

Blove  with  pardon  and  with  love. 
8  Well  I  do  remember,  loo. 

What  his  love  hath  deien'd  to  do, 

How  he  sent  a  Saviour  "down, 

All  my  follies  to  alone. 
/  9  Has  my  elder  brother  died  ? 

And  is  justice  satisfied  1 

Why,  O,  why-should  I  despair 

Of  my  Father's  tender  care  ? 

QCQ  271     CM.    Stem^ett.  C?.ml» 

CfiJCJ,  The  Penitent. 

1  PROSTRATE,  dear  Jesus !  at  thy  feet. 
X      A  guilty  rebel  lies  ; 
And  upwards  to  the  mercy-seat 
Presumes  to  lift  his  eyes. 
s  2  O  let  not  justice  frown  me  hence  : 
Stay,  stay  the  venccful  storm  : 
Forbid  it  that  Omnipotence 
Should  crush  a  feeble  worm. 
p  3  If  tears  of  sorrow  would  suffice 
To  pay  tlie  debt  I  owe, 
Tears  should  from  both  my  weeping  eyea. 
In  ceaseless  torrents  flow. 
4  But  no  such;sacrifice  I  plead 
To  expiate  my  guilt ; 
No  tears,  but  those  which  thou  hast  shed,-- 
No  blood,  but  thou  hast  spilt. 


HOLY  SPIRIT. 

5  Think  of  thy  sorrows,  dearest  Lord ' 
And  all  my  sins  forgive: 
Justice  will  well  approve  the  word 
That  bids  the  sinner  live. 


272    CM.    Steele. 
Penitente  and  Hope. 


990. 

1  "p\EAR  Saviour!  when  my  thoughts  r';cail 
XJ    The  wonders  of  thy  grace, 

Low  at  thy  feet  ashamed  I  fall. 
And  hide  this  wretched  face. 

2  Shall  love  like  thine  be  thus  repaid  ! 

Ah  !  vile  ungrateful  heart, 
By  earth's  low  cares  detain'd, — betrayd 
From  Jesus  to  depart. — 

3  From  Jesus— who  alone  can  give 

True  pleasure,  peace,  and'rest: 
When  absent  from  my  Lord,  I  live 
Unsatisfied,  unble^t, 

4  But  he,  for  his  own  mercy's  sake, 

My  wandering  soul  restores  ; 
He  bids  the  mourning  heart  partake 

The  pardon  it  implores. 
p  5  0,  while  I  breathe  to  thee,  my  Lord, 

The  penitential  sigh, 
Confirm  the  kind  forgiving  word, 

With  pity  in  thine  eye! 
/  6  Then  shall  the  mourner  at  thy  feet 

Rejoice  to  seek  thy  face ; 
And  grateful  own  how  kind— how  sweet. 

Thy  condescending  grace. 

273    L.  M.    Beddome.  WcUb 

The  prodigal  Son.   Luke  xv.  32. 

1  T^HE  mighty  God  will  not  despise 
JL     The  contrite  heart  for  sacrifice ; 
The  deep-fetch'd  sigh,  the  secret  groan, 
Rises  accepted  to  the  throne. 

2  He  meets,  with  tokens  of  his  grace. 
The  trembling  lip,  the  blushing  face ; 
His  bowels  yearn  when  sinners  pray ; 
And  mercy  bears  their  sins  away. 

p  3  When  fill'd  with  grief,  o'erwhelm'd  v\!tb 
shame. 
He,  pitying,  heals  their  broken  frame ; 


991 


GRACES  OF  THE 

He  hears  theirsad  complaints,  and  spies 
His  image  in  their  weeping  eyes. 
f  4  Thus  what  a  rapturous  joy  possest 
The  tender  parent's  throbbing  breast, 
To  see  his  spendthrift  son  return, 
And  hear  him  his  past  follies  mourn ! 

OkCkCy  274    C.  M.    Beddome.  WindaOi 

iJiJ^*     fjrjty  toeepest  thou  ?    John  xif.  13. 

1  TT7HY,  O  my  soul,  why  weepest  thou  1 

VV.     Tell  me  from  whence  arise 
Those  briny  tears  that  often  flow. 
Those  groans  that  pierce  the  skies. 

2  Is  sin  the  cause  of  thy  complaint, 

Or  the  chastising  rod  ? 
Dost  thou  an  evil  heart  lament, 
And  mourn  an  absent  God  ? 

3  Lord,  let  me  weep  for  naught  but  sin ! 

Arid  after  none  but  thee1 
And  then  I  would — O,  that  I  might  !— 
A  constant,  weeper  be ! 

QQO  273    CM.    Cowper.  W)    ''^ 

a  y  c5  .        jT^  contntt  Heart.    Isa.  Ivii.  15. 
1  nnHE  Lord  will  happiness  divine 
i     On  contrite  hearts  bestow  ; 
Then  tell  me,  gracious  God  !  is  mins 
A  contrite  heart  or  no  ?- 
2 1  hear,  but  seem  to  hear  in  vain, 
Lisensible  as  steel ; 
If  aught  is  felt,  'tis  only  pain 
To^'lind  I  cannot  feel. 
3 1  sometimes  think  myself  inclined 
To  love  thee,  if  I  could  ; 
But  often  feel  another  mind, 
Averse  to  all  that's  good. 
p  4  My  best  desires  are  faint  and  few, 
1  fain  would  strive  for  more  ; 
But,  when  I  cry, '  My  strength  rene\7 
Seem  weaker  than  before. 
5  Thy  saints  are  comforted,  I  know, 
And  love  thy  house  of  prayer; 
I  sometimes  so  where  others  go, 
But  find  no  comfort  there. 


994 


HOLY  SPIRIT. 

6  O,  make  this  heart  rejoice  or  ache ; — 
Decide  this  doubt  for  me  ; 
And,  if  it  be  not  Vjroken,  break — 
And  heal  it,  if  it  be. 

276  CM.    Beddome.  Hartland. 
JResipiation  ;  or,  God  our  Portion. 

1  Tl/r'^'  times  of  sorrow  and  of  joy, 
ItjL    Great  God  !  are  in  thy  hand ; 
My  choicest  comforts  come  from  thee, 

And  "0  at  thy  command. 

2  If  thou  should  st  take  them  all  away. 

Yet  would  I  not  repine  ; 
Before  they  were  possessed  by  me, 
They  were  entirely  thine. 

3  Nor  would  I  drop  a  murmuring  word, 

Though  the  wliole  world  were  gone, 
But  seek  enduring  happiness 
In  thee,  and  thee  alone. 

4  What  is  the  world  with  all  its  store  ? 

'Tis  but  a  bitter  sweet ; 
"V\'Tien  I  attempt  to  pluck  the  rose, 

A  pricking  thorn  I  meet. 
3  Here  perfect  bliss  can  ne'er  be  found. 

The  honey's  mix'd  with  gall : 
]Midst  changing  scenes,  and  dying  friends. 

Be  thou  my  all  in  all. 

277  C.  M.    Cowper.  Georgia. 
Suhmisnon. 

1  r\  LORD !  my  best  desires  fulfil, 
v_'    And  help  me  to  resign 

Life,  health,  and  comfort  to  thy  will, 
And  make  thy  pleasure  mine. 

2  WTiy  should  I  shrink  at  thy  command, 

"Whose  love  forbids  my  fears  1 

Or  tremble  at  thy  gracious  hand 

That  wipes  away  my  tears  1 

3  No !  let  me  rather  freely  yield 

What  most  I  prize  to  thee, 
"Who  never  hast  a  good  withheld. 
Nor  wilt  withhold,  from  me. 

4  Thy  favour  all  my  journey  through 

Thou  art  engasred  to  srant ; 
What  else  I  want,  or  think  I  do, 
'Tis  better  still  to  want, 


995 


GRACES  OF  THE 

5  Wisdom  and  mercy  guide  my  way : 

Shall  I  resist  them  both  ? 
A  poor  blind  creature  of  a  day, 
And  crush'd  before  the  moth  ! 

6  But,  ah  !  my  inmost  spirit  cries, 

Still  bind  me  to  thy  sway ; 
Else  the  next  cloud,  that  veils  my  skies. 
Drives  all  these  thoughts  away. 

QQr>  27S    CM.    Steele.  Tmlf.l 

"  y  U  •        Filial  Submission.    Heb.  xii.  7. 

1    A  ND  can  my  heart  aspire  so  high, 
XJL    To  say,  '  JMy  Father,  God  !' 
Lord !  at  thy  feet  I  fain  would  lie, 
And  learn  to  kiss  the  rod. 
2 1  would  submit  to  all  thy  will, 
For  thou  art  good  and  wise ; 
Let  every  anxious  thought  be  still, 
Nor  one  faint  murmur  rise. 
/  3Thy  love  can  cheer  the  darksome  glooai, 
And  bid  me  wait  serene, 
Till  hopes  and  joys  immortal  bloom, 
And  brighten  all  the  scene. 
4  '  My  Father,' — 0  permit  my  heart 
To  plead  her  Immble  claim, 


plead 

And  ask  the  bliss  those  words  impart, 
In  my  Redeemer's  name. 


997 


279    C.  M.    Greene.  Barbr 

t  Ft  is  the  Lord— la  him  do  what  seemeth  him  eooct. 


1  TT  is  the  Lord— enthroned  in  light, 
X    Whose  claims  are  all  divine  ; 
Who  has  an  undisputed  right 

To  govern  me  and  mine. 

2  It  is  the  Lord— should  I  distrust. 

Or  contradict  his  will, 
Who  cannot  do  but  what  is  just. 
And  must  be  righteous  still  1 

3  It  is  tlie  Lord— who  gives  me  all 

My  wealth,  my  friends,  my  ease"; 
And,  of  his  bouniies  may  recall 
Whatever  part  lie  jile'ase. 

4  It  is  the  Lord— who  can  sustain 

Beneath  the  neaviest  load— 
From  whom  assistance  I  obtain 
To  tread  the  thoniv  road. 


HOLY  SPIRIT. 

5  It  is  the  Lord— whose  matchless  skill 
Can  from  affliciions  raise 
Matter  eternity  to  fill 
With  ever-growing  praise. 
/  6  It  is  the  Lord— my  covenant  God, 
Thrice  blessed  be  his  name  ! 
Whose  gracious  promise  seal'd  with  blood, 
Must  ever  be  tlie  same. 
7  His  covenant  will  my  soul  defend, 
Should  nature's  self  expire, 
And  the  great  Judge  of  all  descend 
In  awful  flames  of  fire ! 
I  8  And  can  my  soul  with  hopes  like  these. 
Be  sullen,  cr  repine  1 
No,  gracious  God  !  take  what  thou  please, 
To  thee  I  all  resign. 


998. 


2S0       C.  M.  Cambridge. 

Sdf-denial;  or.  taking  up  the  Crois. 


1  A  SHAMED  of  Christ !  my  soul,  disdain 
J\.    The  mean,  ungenerous  thought : 
Shall  I  disown  that  JFriend,  whose  blood 

To  man  salvation  brought  ?- 

2  With  the  glad  news  of  love  and  peace, 

From  heaven  to  earth  he  came ; 
For  us  endured  the  painful  cross — 
For  us  despised  the  sliame. 

3  At  his  command  we  must  take  up 

Our  cross  without  delay ; 
Our  lives— a  thousand  lives  of  oura— 
Can  ne'er  his  luve  repay. 

4  Each  faithful  sufferer  Jesus  views 

With  infinite  delight ; 
Their  lives  to  him  are  dear ;  their  deaths 
Are  precious  in  his  sight. 

5  To  bear  his  name— his  cross  to  bear— 

Our  highest  honour  this  ! 
■Who  nobly  suffers  now  for  him 
Shall  reign  with  him  in  bliss. 

6  But  should  we  in  lite  evil  day. 

From  our  profession  fly, — 
Jesus,  the  Judge,  before  the  world, 
The  traitor  will  deny. 


GRACES  OF  THE 

OftO  281        CM.  Duuice. 

yyy.  Self-dmial.    Markviii.34.  Luke  ix.  23. 

1    A  ND  must  I  part  with  all  1  have, 
XJL    iMy  dearest  Lord,  for  thee  1 
It  is  but  right !  since  thou  hast  done 
JMuch  more  than  this  for  me. 
s  2  Yes,  let  it  go !— One  look  from  thee 
Will  more  than  make  amends 
For  all  the  losses  I  sustain 
Of  credit,  riches,  friends. 
3  Ten  thousand  worlds,  ten  thousand  lives- 
How  worthless  they  appear 
Compared  with  thee,  supremely  good  ! 
Divinely  bright  and  fair ! 
/  4  Saviour  of  our  souls  !  could  I  from  thee 
A  single  smile  obtain, 
Though  destitute  of  all  things  else, 
I'd  glory  in  my  gain. 

1  nnn  2S2    cm. 

X  U  vJ  U  •        Prayer  Jor  quickenins  Grace. 

See  1313. 

1  nm  2S3    S.  M.    Beddome.  'VValchiLi- 

1  UU  1  .  Sincerity  dcsirtd. 

1  XF  secret  fraud  should  dwell 
JL    "Within  this  heart  of  mine  ; 

Purge  out,  0  God  !  that  cursed  leaven, 
Aiid  make  me  wholly  thine. 

2  If  any  rival  there 

Dares  to  usurp  the  throne, 
0,  tear  the  infernal  traitor  thence, 
And  reign  thyself  alone. 

3  Is  any  lust  conceal'd  ? 
Bring  it  to  open  view : 

SearchT  search,  dear  Lord  !  my  inmost  soul, 
And  all  its  powers  renew. 

1  f\nCt    2S4    (IstPr.rU    CM.    Fawcett.      Rochester 
1  U U  i:^ .  Sp ir itual  Mindedness. 

1 13  ELIGION  is  the  chief  concern 
Xv    Of  mortals  here  below : 
JMay  I  its  great  importance  learn 
Its  sovereign  virtue  know ! 
2  JMore  needful  this  than  glittering  wealth; 
Or  ausht  the  world  bestows : 


HOLY  SPIRIT. 

Nor  reputation,  food,  or  health 
Can  give  us  such  repose. 

3  Religion  should  our  thoughts  engage 

Amidst  our  youthful  bloom  ; 
'Twill  fit  us  for  declining  age, 
And  for  the  awful  tomb. 

4  0  may  my  heart,  by  grace  renew'd, 

Be  my  "Redeemer's  throne  ; 
And  be  my  stubborn  will  subdued, 

His  government  to  own  ! 
p  5  Let  deep  repentance,  faith,  and  love, 

Be  ioin'd  with  godly  fear  : 
And  all  my  conversation  prove 

My  heart  to  be  sincere. 
6  Preserve  me  from  the  snares  of  sin, 

Through  my  remaining  days; 
And  in  me  let  each  virtue  shine 

To  my  Redeemer's  praise. 
/  7Let  lively  hope  my  soul  inspire ; 

Let  warm  affections  rise  ; 
And  may  I  wait  with  strong  desire, 

To  mount  above  the  skies  ! 

I  nnO  284     (2(1  Part.)     CM.  Ste\ 

J.  U  U  X  .  Godliness  profitable.    1  Tim.  iv.  8. 

1  TTOW  vast  the  blessings,  how  divine, 
JjL    From  godliness  which  flow  !_ 
Not  men,  nor  angels,  should  they  join, 

Can  half  its  value  show. 

2  Ten  thousand  comforts  it  procures 

To  Christians  while  on  earth  ; 
It  endless  happiness  secures. 
And  frees  from  endless  death. 

3  God,  for  himself  hath  set  apart 

The  godly  whom  he  loves ; 
They  have  a  place  within  his  heart ; 
Their  conduct  he  approves. 

4  [There  is  a  rich  and  free  reward, 

The  eye  of  faith  descries, 
Reserved  for  all,  who  fear  the  Lord. 
Above  the  starry  skies.] 

5  A  glorious  kingdom,  and  a  crown. 

Christ  will  on  such  bestow  ; 
For  them  the  seeds  of  bliss  are  sown, 
The  fruits  of  gk»ry  grow. 


GRACES  OF  THE 

InnQ  ^^    ^■^^-    '^■^'^-  Victory 

yjxjij  m  Encouragement  to  tnut  andlcme  God, 

1  npHROUGH  all  the  changing  scenes  of  life, 
X     In  trouble  and  in  joy^ 

The  praises  of  my  God  shall  still 
My  heart  and  tongue  employ. 

2  Of  his  deliverance  I  will  boast, 

Till  all  who  are  distrest, 
From  my  example  comfort  take, 
And  charm  their  griefs  to  rest. 

3  The  hosts  of  God  encamp  around 

The  dwellings  of  the  just ; 
Protection  he  arfords  to  all 
Who  make  his  name  their  trust. 

4  0,  make  but  trial  of  his  love  !— 

Experience  will  decide 
How  blest  are  they,  and  only  they, 
Who  in  his  truth  coafide. 

5  Fear  him,  ye  saints !  and  you  will  then 

Have  noi.liing  else  to  fear; 
Make  you  his  service  your  delight,— 
Your  wants  shall  be  his  careT 

6  While  hungry  lions  lack  their  prey, 

The  Lord'  will  food  provide 
For  such  as  put  their  trust  in  him. 
And  see  their  need  supplied. 

1  f\f\  4  2S6    {1st  Part.)    L.  M.  Ne-.vBfriford. 

J.  U  U  41 .        Trust  and  Confidence. 

1  A  WAY,  my  unbelieving  fear ! 

XX    Let  fear  in  me  no  more  take  place ; 

My  Saviour  doth  not  yet  appear; 

He  hides  the  brishtness  of  his  face : 

But  shall  I  therefore  let  him  go, 

And  basely  to  the  tempter  yield  ? 

No,  in  the' strength  of  Jesus,  no  ! 

I  never  will  give  up  my  shield. 

2  Although  the  vine  its  fruit  deny. 
Although  the  olive  yield  no  oil, 
The  withering  fi2-tree  droop  and  die, 
The  field  illude  fhe  tiller's  toil— 
The  empty  stall  no  herd  afford — 
And  perish  all  the  bleating  race  ; 
Yet,  I  will  triumph  in  the  Lord  !— 
The  God  of  my  salvation  praise  ! 


HOLY  SPIKIT. 

^  3  Away,  each  unbelieving  fear ! 

Let,  fear  to  cheering-  hope  give  place : 
My  Saviour  will  al'lengih^appear, 
And  show  the  brightness  of  his  face: 
Though  now  my  prospects  all  be  cross'd— 
My  blooming  hopes  cut  off  I  see ; 
Still  will  I  in  my  Jesus  trust, 
Whose  boundlciis  love  can  reach  to  nj9. 
4 In  hope— believing  against  hope— 
His  promised  mercy  will  I  claim  ; 
His  gracious  word  shall  bear  me  up 
To  seek  salvation  in  his  name  : 
Soon,  my  dear  Saviour,  bring  it  nigh  ! 

./    My  soul  shall  then  outstrip  the  wind, 
On  wings  of  love  mount  up  on  high. 
And  leave  the  wirld  and  sin  behind. 

I  f\C\  A  286    (2JPart.)    L.  M.  Alton. 

I  U  U  41: .      Ml  things  workiiig  fcr  Good. 

s  1  rpEMPTATIONS,  trials,  doubts,  and  fears, 
A.  Wants,  losses,  crosses,  sroans,  and  tears, 
Will,  through  the  grace  of  God,  our  friend, 
In  everlasting  triumphs  end  ! 

2  To  those  who  him  sincerely  love, 
AH  penal  evils  blessings  prove  ; 

Whom  grace  hath  call'd  and  made  his  own, 
Nor  fires  can  bu.n,  nor  floods  can  drown. 

3  Lord,  let  this  thought  in  deep  distress 
^    Our  hopes  confirm,  our  spirits  raise  ; 

Midst  earth  and  hell's  opposing  powers, 
We  still  are  safe  if  thou  art  ours. 

■tCifie  287    (IstPart.)    L.  M.  Dresden. 

J.  U  U  O  •  Bicmble  Trust ;  or,  Despair  prevented. 

1  T  ORD,  didst  thou  die,  but  not  for  nie  1 
JU    Am  I  forbid  to  trust  thy  blood  ? 
Hast  thou  not  pardons,  rich  and  free  ? 
And  grace,  an  overwhelming  flood  ? 
p2  Who,  then,  shall  drive  my  trembling  sou! 
From  thee  to  regions  of  despair  ?- 
Who  has  survey''!  the  sacred  roll. 
And  found  my  name  not  written  there  ? 

3 Presumptuous  thought!  to  fix  the  bound- 
To  limit  mercy's  soi^vereign  reign  : 
What  other  happy  j,ouls'have  found, 
I'll  seek  ;  nor  shall  I  seek  in  vain. 


GRACES  OF  THE 

pil  own  my  guilt;  my  sins  confess ; 

Can  men  or  devils  make  them  more  ? 

Of  crimes,  already  numberless, 

Vain  the  attempt  to  swell  the  score, 
s  5  "Were  the  black  list  before  my  sight, 

While  I  remember  thou  hast  died, 
/■    'Twould  only  urge  my  speedier  flight 

To  seek  salvation  at  thy  side. 
p  6  Low  at  thy  feet  FU  cast  me  down, 

To  thee  reveal  my  guilt  and  fear ; 

And— if  thou  spurn  me  from  thy  throne— 

ril  be  the  Jirst  who  perish'd  there. 

inn^  2^    (2d  Part.)    CM.  Meat 

X\J\J  O  t  Trust  tncouraged  by  the  Promise. 

1  TF  God  is  mine,  then  present  things, 
X    And  things  to  come  are  mine  ; 
Yea,  Christ,  his  word  and  Spirit  loo, 

And  glory  all  divine. 

2  If  he  is  mine,  then  from  his  love, 

He  every  trouble  sends  ; 
All  things  are  working  for  my  good, 
And  bliss  his  rod  atfends. 

3  If  he  is  mine,  I  need  not  fear 

The  rage  of  earth  and  hell ; 
He  will  s"upport  my  feeble  frame, 
Their  utmost  force  repel. 

4  If  he  is  mine,  let  friends  forsake, — 

Let  wealth  and  honours  flee — 
Sure  he,  who  giveth  me  himself, . 
Is  more  than  these  to  me. 
I  5  If  he  is  mine,  I'll  boldly  pass 

Through  death's  tremendous  vale; 
He  is  a  s'blid  comfort,  when 
All  other  comforts  fail. 
6  0,  tell  rne.  Lord  !  that  thou  art  mine ; 
"What  can  I  wish  beside  ? 
My  soul  shall  at  ihefoutitain  live, 
When  all  the  streams  are  dried. 
1  nOfi     2S8  (1st Part.)    CM.    Beddome.        Medfieli 

1  "ITE  trembling  souls !  dismiss  your  fears; 
jL      Be  mercy  all  your  theme  ; 
Mercy,  which  like  a  river,  flows 
In  one  continued  streana. 


HOLY  SPIRIT. 

2  Fearnot  the  powers  of  earth  and  hell* 

God  will  lliese  powers  restrain; 
His  mighty  arm  their  rage  repel, 
And  make  their  efforts  vain. 

3  Fear  not  the  want  of  outward  good: 

He  will  for  his  provide  ; 
Grant  them  supplies  of  daily  food, 
And  all  they  need  beside. 
AFear  not  that  he  will  e'er  forsake, 
Or  leave  his  work  undone ; 
He's  faithful  to  his  promises, — 
And  faithful  to  his  Son. 
4  hFearnot  the  terrors  of  the  grave. 
Or  death's  tremendous  sting  ; 
He  will  from  endless  wrath  p'reserve— 
To  endless  glory  bring. 
6  You,  in  his  wisdom,  power,  and  grace. 
May  confidently  trust ; 
His  wisdom  guides,  liis  power  protects. 
His  grace  rewards  the  just. 

lOOfi  ^^^    (2d  Part.)    CM.  Windsor. 

•*•  ^  "^  ^  •  Trust  in  God  ■promoted  by  grateful  Recollection- 

1  T^EAR  Lord  !  why  should  I  doubt  thy  love, 
JlJ    Or  disbelieve  thy  grace  ? 
Sure  tiiy  compassion  ne'er  remove, 
Although  thou  hide  thy  face. 
/2  Thy  smiles  have  freed  my  heart  from  pain, 
My  drooping  spirits  cheer'd  ; 
And  wilt  thou  not  appear  again 
Where  thou  hast  once  appear'd  ? 
3  Hast  thou  not  form'd  my  soul  anew, 
And  told  me  I  am  thine  ? 
And  wilt  thou  now  thy  work  undo, 
Or  break  thy  word  divine! 
'  4Dost  thou  repent?  wilt  thou  deny 
The  gifts  thou  hast  bestow'd  1 
Or,  are  those  streams  of  mercy  dry, 
Which  once  so  freely  flow'd  7 
/  5  Lord  !  let  not  groundless  fears  destroy 
The  mercies  now  possess'd  : 
V\\  praise  for  blessings  1  enjoy. 
And  trust  for  all  ilie  rest. 


GRACES  OF  THE 

1  nOT  ^    S.S.6.     Jesse 

1  UU  /  .  p^„ removed. 

p  1 TTNCLEAN !  unclean  !  and  full  of  sin, 
K,)     From  first  lo  last,  0  Lord,  I've  been  • 

Deceitful  is  my  heart : 
Guilt  presses  down  my  burden'd  soul ; 
But  Jesus  can  the  waves  control, 

And  bid  my  fears  depart. 

2  "When  first  I  heard  his  word  of  grace, 
UnsratefuUy  I  hid  my  face,— 

Ungratefully  delay 'd: 
At  length  his  voice  more  powerful  came, 
'  'Tis  IV  he  cried, '  I,  still  the  same ; 

Thou  need'st  not  be  afraid.' 

3  My  heart  was  changed  ;  in  that  same  hotir 
3Iy  soul  confess'd  his  mighty  power; 

Out  flow'd  the  briny  tear: 
I  listen'd  still  to  hear  his  voice; 
Again  he  said,  *  In  me  rejoice ; 

'Tis  I ; — thou  need'st  not  fear.' 

4*  Unworthy  of  thy  love  !'  I  cried  : 

'  Freely  I  love,'  he  soon  replied, 

*  On  me  thy  faith  be  stay'd  : 
On  rae  for  every  thing  depend  ; 
I'm  Jesus  still,  the  sinners'  friend,— 

Thou  need'st  not  be  afraid.' 

lUUo.     I -iciil  trust,  and  not  be  afraid. 

1  T>EGONE,  unbelief!  my  Saviour  is  near, 
J3    And  for  my  relief  wUl  surely  appear : 
By  prayer  let  me  wresile,and  he  will  perform : 
With  Christ  in  the  vessel,!  smile  at  the  storm. 

2  Though  dark  be  my  way,since  he  is  my  guide, 
'Tis  mine  to  obey,  'tis  liis  lo  provide  : 
Though  cisterns  be  broken,  and  creatures  all 

fail. 
The  word  hehas  spoken  shall  surely  prevail. 

3  His  love,  in  time  past,  forbids  me  to  thinlc 
He'll  leave  me  at  last  in  trouble  to  sink ; 
Each  sweet  Ebenezer  I  have  in  review, 
Confirms  his  good  pleasure  lo  help  me  quit* 

through. 


HOLY  SPIRIT. 

4  Determined  to  save,  he  watch'd  o'er  my  path, 
When,  Satan's  blind  slave,  I  sported  with 

death  : 
And  can  he  have  taught  me  to  trust  in  his 

name, 
And  thus  far  have  brought  me  to  put  me  to 

shame? 

p  5  Why  should  I  complain  of  want  or  distress. 
Temptation  or  pain  ?— he  told  me  no  less : 
The  heiis  oi  saivaiion,  I  know  from  his  word, 
Throush  much  tribulation  must  follow  their 
Lord. 

6  How  bitter  that  cup  no  heart  can  conceive. 
Which  he  drank  quite  up,  that  sinners  might 

live! 
His  way  was  much  rougher  and  darker  than 

mine: 
Did  Christ,  my  Lord,  suffer,  and  shall  I  repine? 

f  7  Since  all  that  I  meet  shall  work  for  my  good, 
The  bitter  is  sweet,  the  medicine  is  food  ; 
Though  painful  at  present,  'twill  cease  before 
long, 
I  7  And  then",  O  how  pleasant  the  conqueror's 
song ! 


291        L.  M.  Castellow. 

True  Wisdom.   Prov.  iii.  13— IS. 


1009. 

1  TTAPPY  the  man  who  finds  the  grace- 
XT  The  blessing  of  God's  chosen  race ; 
The  wisdom  coming  from  above. 

And  faith  that  sweetly  works  by  love ! 

2  Happy,  beyond  description,  he 

Who  knows,  'the  Saviour  died  for  me'— 
The  gift  unspeakable  obtains. 
And  heavenly  understanding  gains. 

3  Her  ways  are  ways  of  pleasantness, 
And  all  her  flowery  paths  are  peace : 
Wisdom  to  silver  we  prefer. 

And  gold  is  dross  compared  with  her, 

4  He  finds,  who  wisdom  apprehends, 
A  life  begun  that  never  ends : 
The  tree  of  life  divine  she  is, 

Set  in  the  midst  of  Paradise. 


HOLY  SPIRIT. 

5  Happy  the  man,  v,-ho  wisdom  gains, 
In  whose  obedient  heart  she  reigns  ! 
He  owns,  and  will  fur  ever  own, 
Wisdom,  and  Christ,  and  hea%'en,  are  one 

•t  r\  1  i-v  2M    L.  M.    Doddridse.  SL  rani's. 

1  U  1  U  .     Zuxlfm-  Christ.  Jjhn  xxL  IS— 20. 

1  "DLEST  men,  who  stretch  their  willing 
±J        hands 

Submissive  to  their  Lord's  commands, 

And  yield  th.  'r  liberty  and  breath 

To  him  that  loved  their  souls  in  death ! 

2  Lead  me  to  suffer  and  to  die, 

If  thou,  my  gracious  Lord  !  art  nigh: 
One  smile  from  thee  my  heart  shall  fire, 
And  teach  me,  smiling,  to  expire. 

3  If  nature  at  the  trial  shake. 

And  from  the  cross  or  flames  draw  back, 
Grace  can  its  feeble  courage  raise. 
And  turn  its  tremblings  into  praise. 

4  While  scarce  I  dare  with  Peter  say,— 
'I'll  boldly  tread  the  bleeding  way ;' 
Yet,  in  thy  steps,  like  John,  f'd  move 
With  humble  hope  and  silent  love. 

1i-\  1   -|      2„-3    (1st Part.)    CM.    Beddome.      Boxford. 
U  1  1  .  Holy  Zcca  and  Diligeiicc. 

1  XYfUILE  carnal  men,  with  all  their  might, 
V  V      Earth's  vanities  pursue. 
How  slow  th'  advances  which  I  make, 
With  heaven  itself  in  view  ! 
/  2 Inspire  my  soul  with  holy  zeal ; 
Great  God  !  my  love  inflame ; 
Relision  without  zeal  and  love 
Is  but  an  empty  name, 
y  3  Tn  sain  the  top  of  Zion's  hill 
^fay  I  with  fervour  strive  ; 
And  all  those  powers  employ  for  thee 
Which  I  from  thee  derive  ! 

In  1  1  293    (2i  Pirt.)    C.  M.  Irish. 

Ull.  Zeal  for  God. 

]  TF  duty  calls,  and  suffering  loo, 
J.    My  Lord  !  I'd  follow  thee  ; 
As  thou  hast  done,  so  would' I  do ; 
As  thou  art,  would  I  be. 


THE  CHRISTIAN. 

y  2With  zeal  inflamed,  'twas  thy  delight 
To  do  thy  Father's  will ; 
May  the  same  zeal  my  soul  excite, 
Thy  precepts  to  fulfil. 
3  Meekness,  humility,  and  love, 
Did  through  thy  conduct  shine  ; 
O,  may  my  whole  deportment  prove 
A  copy.  Lord,  of  thine  ! 
4Depending  on  thy  sovereign  erace, 
I'll  tread  the  heavenly  road  ; 
With  willing  mind  thy  footsteps  trace, 
And  climb  to  thine  abode. 


/  5  0  let  me  run  the  Christian  race 
With  diligence  and  speed  ! 
God's  Word,  his  Spirit,  and  his  Grace, 
Do  all  to  duly  lead. 
6  Did  Jesus  leave  the  realms  of  bliss 
To  save  from  sin  and  hell  1 
A  love  so  wonderful  as  this 
Calls  for  a  glowing  zeal. 
7 Those  who  to  Christ  for  refuge  flee, 
Should  in  his  footsteps  tread  ; 
Our  Prophet,  Priest,  and  King  should  be 
Both  trusted  and  obev'd 


O     294    (1st  Part.)     L.  M.    Favvcett.  Bath. 


THE  CHRISTIAN. 

1  U  1  %>  •      What  rmtsl  I  do  to  be  saved  ? 

P  1  TT  riTH  melting  heart  and  weeping  eyea, 
VV    My  ffuilty  soul  for  mercy  cries  ; 
What  shall  I  do,  or  whither  flee, 
T'  escape  that  vengeance  due  to  me  ? 
2  Till  now,  I  saw  no  danger  nish: 
I  lived  at  ease,  nor  fear'd  to  die  ; 
Wrapt  up  in  self-deceit  and  pride, 
'I  shall  have  peace  at  last,'  I  cried. 
3 But  when,  great  God  !  thy  light  divine 
Had  shone  on  this  dark  soulof  mine, 
Then  I  beheld  with  trembling  awe, 
The  terrors  of  thy  holy  law. 
8  4  How  dreadful,  now,  my  guilt  appears, 
In  childhood,  youth,  and"growing  years  I 


THE  CHRISTIAN. 

Before  thy  pure  discerning  eye, 
Lord,  what  a  filihy  wretch  am  I ! 

5  Should  vengeance  siil!  my  soul  pursue, 
Dpath  and  destruction  are  n,y  due ; 
Yet  mercy  can  my  guilt  forgive, 

And  bid  a  dying  sinner  live. 

6  Does  not  thy  sacred  word  proclaim 
Salvation  free  in  Jesus  name  ? 

To  him  I  look,  and  humbly  cry, 

'  0  save  a  wretch  condemn'd  to  die!* 

i  n  1  O  294    (2d  Part.)    C.  M.  Arlingtoa 

i-yJi--^*     The  p-tal  Question  ansuxred. 

1 TS  there,  in  heaven  or  earth,  who  can 
X    A  wretched  mortal  save  1 
Make  a  poor  leperous  sinner  clean? 
Redeem  a  helpless  slave  "? 
«  2  Who  can  appease  an  angry  God  ? — 
Relieve  a  burden'd  mind  1 
In  whom  a  soul  o'erwhelm'd  with  guilt, 
I\Iay  ease  and  safety  find  7 
3 Yes  !  there  is  One,  who  dwells  on  high, 
That  can  do  this  and  more  ; 
A  Being  of  unbounded  love 
And  uncontrolled  power — 
4  Immannel  is  his  name ;  who  once, 
Up<in  ih'  accursed  tree, 
Bore  the  vast  weight  of  all  their  sins 
Who,  burden'd  to  him  flee. 
^  5But  now  he  lives — he  ever  lives. 
And  pleads  what  he  hath  done  ; 
Wiiilsi  God  ten  thousand  crimes  forgives, 
Through  his  atoning  Son. 
7)6  Jesus!  I  to  thy  feet  repair. 

And  there  will  prostrate  lie ; 
Be  thou  propitious  to  my  prayer, 
And  I  shall  never  die. 

I  rv  1  Q  295    8.  7.    D.  Turner.  Soppliast. 

*■"'•'-'*  Jesui,  thoxL  Son  of  David,  have  mercy  on  mt. 
1  TESUS,  full  of  all  compassion, 

tJ     Hear  thy  humble  suppliant's  cry  ; 

Let  me  know  ihy  great  salvation  ; 

See !  I  languish,  faint,  and  die. 


THE  CHRISTIAN. 

■  Guilty,  but  with  heart  relenting, 
Overwhelm'd  with  helpless  grief, 
Prostrate  at  thy  feet  repenting, 
Send,  0  send  me  quick  relief! 

3  [Whither  should  a  wretch  be  flying, 

But  to  him  who  comfort  dves  1 
Whither,  from  the  dread  of  dying, 
But  to  him  who  ever  lives  ?] 

4  [While  I  view  thee,  wounded,  grieving, 

Breathless,  on  the  cursed  tree. 
Fain  I'd  feel  my  heart  believing 
That  thou  sulfer'dst  thus  for  me. 
/  5  With  tliy  righteousness  and  Spirit, 
I  am  more  than  angels  blest; 
Heir  with  thee  all  things  inherit,— 
Peace,  and  joy,  and  endless  rest. 
6  Without  thee,  the  world  possessing, 
I  should  be  a  wretch  undone  ; 
Search  through  heaven,— the  land  of  blessing. 
Seeking  good,  and  finding  none.] 
7 Hear,  then,  blessed  Saviour,  hear  me! 
My  soul  cleaveth  to  the  dust ; 
Send  the  Comforter,  to  cheer  me ; 
Lo !  in  thee  I  put  my  trust. 

8  On  the  word  thy  blood  hath  sealed, 

Hangs  my  everlasting  all ; 

Let  thine  arm  be  now  revealed  ; 

Stay,  O  slay  me,  lest  I  fall ! 

9  In  the  world  of  endless  ruin. 

Let  it  never.  Lord,  be  said. 
Here's  a  soul  that  perish'd  suin" 
'For  the  boasted  Saviour's  aid  : 
1 10  Saved— the  deed  shall  spread  new  glory 
Through  the  shining  realms  above  ! 
Angels  sing  the  pleasing  story. 
All  enraptured  with  thy  love ! 

tfil   A  296    (1st  Part.)    7's.        Pieyel's  Hymn. 

*       ■*•  ^'  Longing  for  an  Interest  in  the  Redeemer, 


'G 

Hear  my  never-ceasing  cry  j 
Give  me  Christ,  or  else  I  die. 


RACIOUS  Lord,  incline  thine  ear! 
My  requests  vouchsafe  to  hear* 


THE  CHRISTIAN. 

2  Wealth  and  honour  I  disdain, 
Earlhly  comforts,  Lord,  are  vain; 
These  can  never  satisfy. 
Give  me  Christ,  or  else  I  die. 
3 Lord,  deny  me  wliat  thou  wilt, 
Only  ease  me  of  my  guilt: 
p    Suppliant  at  thy  feet  I  lie. 
Give  me  Christ,  or  else  I  die. 

4  All  unlioly  and  unclean, 

I  am  nothing  else  but  sin ; 
On  thy  mercy  I  rely,     ^ 
Give  me  Christ,  or  else  I  die. 

5  Thou  dost  freely  save  the  lost, 
In  thy  grace  alone  I  trust : 
With  my  earnest  suit  comply ; 
Give  me  Christ,  or  else  I  die, 

6  Thou  dost  promise  to  forgive 
All  who  in  thy  Son  believe ; 
Lord,  I  know  thou  canst  not  lie  : 
Give  me  Christ,  or  else  I  die. 

7 Father,  dost  thou  seem  to  frown? 
Let  me  shelter  in  thy  Son  ! 
/    Jesus  !  to  ihine  arms  I  fly  ; 
Come  and  save  me,  or  I  die. 

1f\-l    A  2SG    (2d  Part.)    C.  M.  Londo« 

U  1  'i  .     ffelp  me,  my  God—0  save  me.    Ps.  cis.  26. 

1  TTELP  and  salvation.  Lord  !  I  crave ; 
xl    For  both  I  greatly  need  : 

None  else  these  blessings  can  bestow; 
From  thee  they  must  proceed. 

2  Help  me  thy  glories  to  behold ; 

Thy  loveliness  to  see  : 
Save  from  an  atheistic  heart, 
Which  shuns  the  Deity. 

3  IHelp  me  the  turpitude  of  sin 

With  shame  to  realize: 
Save  from  impenitence,  and  thaw 
A  breast  as  hard  as  ice.] 
4 Help  me  to  cleave  to  Christ  alone ! 
Where  else  can  sinners  fly  ? 
Save  me  from  all  self-righteousness, 
And  every  idol  nigh. 
5  Help  me  to  live  upon  thy  word,— 
The  Christian's  daily  lood: 


THE  CHRISTIAN. 

Save  me  from  unbelif^f,  that  foe- 
Thai  bar  10  every  good. 
%Help  me  lo  do  ihy  holy  will ; 
Lei  duly  Lliss  dispense  : 
Save  from  a  disobedient  heart, 
From  sloth  and  negligence. 
7 Help  me  lo  persevere  in  grace  ; 
Still  gladly  following  on  ; 
Save  me  from  each  backsliding  path 
To  which  my  heart  is  prone. 
8[IIelp,  in  prosfjerity,  that  I 
,  True  gratitude  may  find  : 
Save  me  from  pride  and  carnal  ease, 
And  from  an  earthly  mind. 
9 Help,  in  adversity  lo  bow 
My  neck  to  bear  the  yoke  : 
Save  me  from  wrath  and  discontent, 
Which  would  my  God  provoke.] 
10 Help  me  to  conquer  all  my  foes, 
Satan,  the  world,  and  sin  ; 
Save  from  temptation's  snares  without, 
And  this  base  heart  within. 
11  Help  me  lo  wait  the  time  decreed. 
And  then  meet  death  with  joy : 
Save  me  from  all  ilie  ills  of  life,— 
The  dread  of  death  destroy. 

1  CM   ^     297  (1st  Part.)   L.  M.    Doddridge.     Brentford. 
1\J  1  <J*  Choosing  Iht  better  Part.   Luke  x.  42. 

►ESET  with  snares  on  every  hand. 


1  TJESE' 
JJ    In 


life's  uncertain  path  1  stand: 
Saviour  divine  !  ditfuse  thy  light 
To  guide  my  doubtful  footsteps  right. 
2  Engage  this  rovins,  treacherous  heart 
To  "fix  on  Mary's  belter  part, 
To  scorn  the  trifles  of  a  day. 
For  joys  that  none  can  take  away. 

I  3  Then  let  the  wildest  storms  arise  ; 
Let  tempests  mingle  earth  and  skies; 
No  fatal  shipwreck  shall  I  fear. 
But  all  my  treasures  with  me  bear. 

/■  4  If  thou,  my  Jesus  !  still  be  nish. 
Cheerful  I  live,  and  joyful  die  ; 
Secure,  when  mortal  comforts  flee. 
To  find  ten  thousand  worlds  in  thee. 


THE  CHRISTIAN. 
im   ^  297    (2d  Part.)    8.8.6.  BroaJaiead. 

^  ^  ■'■'-'  •  Admiring  the  Loot  of  God  in  Chritt. 

1  TVT  V  God  !  thy  boundless  love  we  praise  ; 
IVX    How  bright  on  hish  iib  glories  blaze- 
How  sweetly" bloom  below  f 

It  streams  from  thy  eternal  throne; 
Through  heaven  its  joys  for  ever  run, 
And'o'er  the  earth  they  flow. 

2  'Tis  Love  that  gilds  the  vernal  ray- 
Adorns  the  flowery  robe  of  May — 

Perfumes  the  breathing  gale  : 
y     'Tis  Love  that  loads  the  plenteous  plain 
With  blushing  fruits  and  golden  grain, 
And  smiles  o'er  every  vale. 
3 But,  in  thy  gospel  it  appears 
In  sweeter,  Tairer  characters, 

And  charms  the  ravish'd  breast ; 
There,  Love  immortal  leaves  the  sky, 
p    To  wipe  the  drooping  mourner's  eye, 
And  give  the  wear^  rest. 
4  There  smiles  a  kind  propitious  God- 
There  flows  a  dying  Saviour's  blood, 

The  pledge  of  sins  forgiven  : 
There  Faith,  bright  cherub,  points  the  way 
To  regions  of  eternal  day. 
And  opens  all  her  heaven. 
/■  5Then,  in  redeeming  Love  rejoice. 
My  soul !  and  hear  a  Saviour's  voice, 

That  calls  thee  to  the  skies  : 
Above  life's  empty  scenes  aspire — 
Its  sordid  cares  and  mean  desire— 
And  seize  th'  eternal  prize. 

1  /-\  I  n     29S    (1st  Part.)    S.  M.    Doddridge.        Fromfc 
•'■  ^  -*■  '^  •  Devoting  himsdf  to  God.   Rom.  xii.  L 

1  A  ND  will  ih'  eternal  King 
XjL    So  mean  a  gift  reward  1 

That  offering.  Lord ^  with  joy  we  bring 
Which  thine  own  hand"  prepared. 

2  We  own  thy  various  claim  ; 
And  to  thine  altar  move. 

The  willing  victims  of  thy  grace, 
And  bound  with  cords  of  love. 


THE  CHRISTIAN. 

f  ^    Descend,  celestial  fire ! 
The  sacrifice  inflame ; 
So  shall  a  grateful  odour  rise, 
Through  our  Redeemer's  name. 

1  n  1  ^  298    (2d  Part.)     S.  M  VVatchnajj. 

-■■  v/  1  U  •  Difficulties  the  Occasion,  of  Prayer. 

1  T  IKE  Israel,  Lord,  am  I ! 
XJ    My  soul  is  at  a  stand ; 

A  sea  before,  a  host  behind. 
And  rocks  on  either  hand. 

2  O  Lord  !  I  cry  to  thee, 
And  would  thy  word  obey : 

Bid  me  advance ;  and,  tiirough  the  sea, 

Create  a  new-made  way. 
p  3     Without  thee  I  must  sink 

Beneath  the  swelling  flood, 
Or  fall  a  prey  to  those  who  think 

To  glut  them  with  my  ijlood. 

4  The  lime  of  greatest  straits, 
Thy  chosen  lime  has  been 

To  manifest  thy  power  is  great, 
And  make  thy  g'.ory  seen. 

5  Thou  wast  by  Abra'm  own'd 
A  God  in  time  of  need  : 

Thou  art  Jehovah-Jireh  found 
By  all  of  Abra'm's  seed. 

6  Thy  power  is  still  the  same; 
On  ihee  I  would  rely  ; 

Wilt  thou  not  answer  to  thy  name 

To  such  a  worm  as  I  7 
/  7     O,  send  deliverance  down ! 

Display  the  arm  divine  ! 
So  shall  the  praise  be  all  thy  own, 

And  I  be  doubly  thine. 

1  /-k  I  /J  298     (3i  Part.)     L.  M.  Pr.ul's. 

I  U  J.  U  •  JRenouncin^  the  moral  Law  as  a  Covenant  of 
Life,  but  admiring  it  as  a  Rule  of  Conduct. 

1 TT7HEN  Jesus  for  his  people  died, 
VV      The  holy  law  was  satisfied  : 

Its  awful  penalties  he  bore  ! 

It  can  command,  but  curse  no  more. 
2 He  having  sutfer'd  in  their  stead. 

The  law  m  covenant  form  is  dead, 


THb:  CVtRTSTIAN. 

But  rules  ihem  wuh  a  senile  sway  ; 
And  ihey,  wiih  dwo3i  delight,  obey. 
3  Amazing  love!— now  rich,  how  free  ! 
Thai  Chrisi  should  die  lOi  such  as  we! 
From  hence  ihe  holiest  d'uies  flow 
Of  saints  above,  and  sainu  below. 

1  ni   '^      ^^     f'^'  ^'■'•^     L.  M.     MeocMt.        1 
±\J  X  /  .   Out  Bodies  the  Templa  vf  ihe  Boly  U 

p  1    A  ND  will  ih'  offended  God  again, 

XX    Return  and  dwell  with  siiful  mwi* 
Will  he  vvithin  this  kisom  rai^e 
A  livine:  lemple  lo  his  praise  ? 

/2  The  joyful  news  transports  my  breast, 
All  hail !  I  cry,  thou  heavenly  g\i%v 
Lift  up  your  heads,  ye  powers  within 
And  lel'ihe  King  of  Glory  in. 

I  SEnter  with  all  thy  heavenly  train  ! 
Here  live,  and  here  for  ever  reign  ! 
Thy  sceptre  o'er  my  passions  sway; 
Let  love  command,  and  I'll  obey. 
4 Reason  and  conscience  shall  submit. 
And  pay  their  homage  ai  thy  fpei ; 
To  thee  I'll  consecrate  my  heart, 
And  bid  each  rival  thence  depart. 
5  No  idol-god  shall  hold  a  place 
Within  this  temple  of  thy  gra(  8; 
Dasron  before  the  ark  shalTfall, 
And  God  in  Chrisi  be  all  in  all. 

1  m  T  ^^    (21P?.rt.)    CM.  Newl 

A  U  1   /  •  hrplontis  the  Presenu  of  God. 

1  T  ORD  !  lei  me  see  thy  beauteous  face 
JLi    It  yields  a  heaven  below  ; 
And  an'jels  round  the  throne  will  say 
'Tis  all  the  heaven  they  know. 
2A  dimpse— a  sinde  climpse  of  thee 
Would  more  delisht  my  soul 
Than  this  vain  world  with  all  its  joys, 
Could  I  possess  the  whole. 

1017  299    (3 !  Part.)    L.  M.  Antisua 

L\J  i.    I  *     Havpi'  in  the  Salvation  of  God. 

1  T^^)ULGENT  God  !  to  thee  I  raise 
A    My  spirit  fraught  with  joy  and  praise: 
Grateful  I  lx)w  before  thy  throne, 
My  debt  of  mercy  there  to  own. 


THE  CHRISTIAN. 

2 Rivers  descending,  Lord  !  from  ihee, 
Perpetual  glide  to  solace  'iie : 
Their  varied  virtues  to  rehearse, 
Demands  an  everlasting  verse. 

3  And  yet  there  is,  beyond  the  rest, 
One  stream— the  widest  and  the  best — 
Salvation !  Lo,  the  purple  tlood 
Rolls  rich  with  my  Redeemer's  blood. 

4 1  tasie— delight  succeeds  to  wo  ; 
I  bathe— no  waters  cleanse  me  so : 
Such  joy  and  purity  to  share, 
I  would  remain  enraptured  there, — 

5  Till  death  shall  give  this  soul  to  know 
The  fulness  soui<ht  in  vain  below  ; 
The  fulness  of  that  boundless  sea 
Whence  ilow  d  the  river  down  lo  me. 
f  6  My  soul— with  such  a  scene  in  view — 
Bids  mortal  joys  a  glad  adieu ; 
Nor  dreads  a  few  chastising  woes 
Sent  with  such  love— so  soon  to  close. 

1  rk  1  Q  300    8.  S.  6.  Garden  Hym.T. 

■■  ^  ■*■  O  .  j^  SpirUucU  Pilgrim. 

1  TTOW  happy  is  the  pilgrim's  lot, 

jn  How  free  from  anxious  care  and  thought, 

From  worldly  hope  and  fear  ! 
Confined  to  neitlier  court  nor  cell 
His  soul  disdains  on  earth  to  dwell, 

He  only  sojourns  here. 

2  His  happiness  in  part  is  mine ; 
Already  saved  from  self-design, 

From  every  creature-love— 
Bless'd  with  the  scorn  of  finite  good— 
My  soul  is  lighten'd  of  its  load, 

And  seekslhe  things  above. 

3  The  things  eternal  I  pursue. 
And  happiness  beyond  the  view 

Of  those  who  basely  pant 
For  things  by  nature  felt  and  seop : 
Their  honours,  wealth,  and  pleasures  mean, 

I  neither  have  nor  want. 
4 Nothing  on  earth  1  call  my  own: 
A  stranger,  to  the  world  unknown, 

I  all  their  goods  despise  ! 


THE  CHRISTIAN. 

I  trample  on  their  whole  delight, 
And  seek  a  country  out  of  sight, — 

A  country  in  the  skies. 
5  There  is  my  house  and  portion  fair  ; 
My  treasure  and  my  heart  are  there, 

And  my  abiding  home : 
For  me  my  elder  brethren  stay  ; 
And  angels  beckon  me  away, 

And  Jesus  bids  me  come. 
/  61  come,  thy  servant,  Lord,  replies, 
I  come  to  meet  thee  in  the  skies, 

And  claim  my  heavenly  rest ; 
8     Now  let  the  pilgrim's  journey  end ; 
Now— 0,  my  ScTviour,  brother,  friend!  - 

Receive  me  to  thy  breast ! 

Irk  1   ft  301    7.  6.  AmsrerJan 

U  1  a  .  The  Pil^mS  S<mg. 

1  T>  ISE,  my  soul !  and  stretch  thy  wingB, 
Xv    Thy  better  portion  trace : 

Rise,  from  transitory  things. 
Towards  heaven,  thy  native  place  ! 

Sun,  and  moon,  and  stars,  decay ; 
Time  shall  soon  this  earth  remove  ; 
i     Rise,  my  soul,  and  haste  away 
To  seaus  prepared  above ! 

2  Rivers  to  the  ocean  run, 

Nor  stay  in  all  their  course ; 
Fire,  ascending,  seeks  the  sun  ; 

Both  speed  them  to  their  source ; 
Thus  a  soul,  new-born  of  God, 

Pants  to  view  his  glorious  face. 
Upward  tends  to  his^abode, 

To  rest  in  his  embrace. 

3  Cease,  ye  pilgrims,  cease  to  mourn, 
f        Press  onward  to  the  prize  ; 

Soon  the  Saviour  will  return 

Triumphant  in  the  skies . 
Yet  a  season,  and  you  know 

Happy  entrance  will  be  given, — 
All  your  sorrows  left  below. 

And  earth  exchanged  for  heaven. 

In  O  A  ^'^'    ^  ^^    IMdridire.  Christmas. 

U^U»    Running  the  Christian  Jiace. 

i  1    A  VrAKE,  my  soul !  stretch  every  nerve, 
£jl    And  press  with  vigour  on  : 


THE  CHRISTIAN. 

A  heavenly  race  demands  thy  zeal, 
And  an  numorlal  crown. 
/  2  'Tis  God's  all-animating  voice 
That  calls  ihee  from  on  high  : 
'Tis  his  own  hand  presents  the  prize 
To  thine  aspiring  eye. 
3  A  cloud  of  witnesses  around 
Hold  thee  in  full  survey  ; 
Forget  the  steps  already  trod, 
And  onward  urge  thy  way. 
«  4 Bless'd  Saviour!  introduced  by  thee. 
Have  we  our  race  begun ; 
And,  crown'd  with  victory,  at  thy  feet 
We'll  lay  our  laurels  down. 
1  /-I  /^  1  303    L.  M.    Stennett.  Monmouth, 

1  U  ^  1  •  The,  Christ  ian  Warfare. 

I  1  "|\/rY  Captain  sounds  th'  alarm  of  war  : 
iVX  '  Awake !  the  powers  of  hell  are  near '. 
To  arms  !  to  arms !'  1  hear  him  cry, 
'  'Tis  yours  to  conquer  or  to  die !' 
/  2  Roused  by  the  animating  sound. 
I  cast  my  eager  eyes  around  ; 
Make  haste  to  gird  my  armour  on, 
And  bid  each  trembling  fear  begone. 

«  3  Hope  is  my  helmet ;  faith  my  shield  ; 
Thy  word,  my  God,  the  sword  I  wield  ; 
With  sacred  truth  my  loins  are  girt, 
And  holy  zeal  inspires  my  heart. 
4 Thus  arm'd,  I  venture  on  the  fight; 
Resolved  to  put  my  foes  to  flight ; 
While  Jesus  kindly  deigns  to  spread 
His  conquering  banner  o'er  my  head. 
5Tn  him  1  hop© ;  in  him  I  trust ; 
His  bleeding  cross  is  all  my  boast: 
Through  troopa  of  foes  he'll  lead  me  on 
To  victory,  and  the  victor's  crown. 

1  nCiCt         2^    H.  M.  or  6"s  and  8's.  Grove. 

L\Jy£>^»  The  ChristiarCs  Spiritual  Voyage. 

1      TESTIS  !  at  thy  command 
J     I  launch  into  the  deep, 
And  leave  my  native  land, 
Where  sin  lulls  all  asleep: 
For  thee  1  would  the  world  resign. 
And  sail  to  heaven  with  thee  and  thine. 


THE  CHRISTIAN. 

2  Thou  art  my  pilot  wise  ; 

I\Iy  compass  is  thy  word  : 
My  soul  each  storm  defies, 
Wliile  I  have  such  a  Lord  ! 
I  trust  thy  faithfulness  and  power 
To  save  me  in  the  trying  hour. 

3  Though  rocks  and  quiclvsands  deep 

Through  all  my  passage  lie  ; 
Yet  Christ  will  safely  keep 

And  guide  me  with  his  eye : 
]My  anchor  hope  shall  firm  abide, 
And  I  each  boisterous  siorm  outride. 

4  By  faith  I  see  the  land,— 

The  port  of  endless  rest: 
/        My  soul,  thy  sails  expand, 
And  fly  to  Jesus'  breast ! 
O,  may  I  reach  the  heavenly  shore. 
Where  winds  and  waves  distress  no  more 
p  5     Whene'er  becalm'd  I  lie, 

And  storms  forbear  to  toss, 
Be  thou,  dear  Lord  !  still  nigh, 
Lest  I  should  suffer  loss : 
For  more  the  treacherous  calm  I  dread, 
Than  tempests  bursting  o'er  my  head. 
6     Come,  Hoi  y  Ghost !  and  blow 
A  prosperous  gale  of  grace  ; 
Waft  me  from  all  below 
To  heaven— my  destined  place! 
I     Then,  in  full  sail,  my  port  I'll  find. 
And  leave  the  world  and  sin  behind. 

ICSO^  305       7's.  HothM 

±  V7  ^  ci  .  Tempted— but  flying  to  Christ  for  Eefugt. 

p  1  TESUS  !  lover  of  my  soul, 

*j     Let  me  to  thy  bosom  fly. 

While  the  raging  billows  roll- 
While  the  tempest  still  is  nigh ! 

Hide  me,  O  my  Saviour!  hide" 
Till  the  storm  of  life  is  past ; 

Safe  into  the  haven  guide ; 
O,  receive  my  soul  at  last ! 
2  Other  refuge  have  I  none, — 

Hangs  my  hel  pless  soul  on  thee  I 

Leave,'ah !  leave  me  not  alone  1 
•Still  support  and  comfort  rae. 


THE  CHRISTIAN. 

All  my  trust  on  thee  is  stay'd ; 

AH  my  helj)  from  ihee  I  bring : 
Cover  my  defenceless  head, 

With  the  shadow  of  ihy  wing. 
3 Thou,  O  Christ,  art  all  I  want; 

More  than  all  in  thee  I  find ; 
Raise  the  fallen,  cheer  the  faint, 

Heal  the  sick,  and  lead  the  blind : 
Just  and  holy  is  thy  name, 

I  am  all  unrighteousness. 
Vile  and  full  ofsin  I  am— 

Thou  art  full  of  truth  and  grace. 
4  Plenteous  grace  with  thee  is  found- 
Grace  to  pardon  all  my  sin  : 
Let  the  healing  streams  abound  ; 

Make  and  keep  me  pure  within: 
Thou  of  life  the  fountain  art ! 

Freely  let  me  take  of  thee  ! 
f    Spring  thou  up  within  my  heart, 

Rise  to  all  eternity  ! 

1  C\Ci  A       •'"^    fist  Fart.)    L.  M.    Doddridge.       Truro. 
1  Uii  4.  The  Christian's  Temptations  moderated. 

1  "IVTOW  let  the  feeble  all  be  strong, 

x\     And  make  Jehovah's  arm  their  aong ; 
His  shield  is  spread  o'er  every  saint. 
And  thus  supported,  who  shall  faint  ? 

2  What  though  the  hosts  of  hell  engage 
With  mingled  cruelty  and  rage  ! 

A  faithful  God  restrains  their  hands, 
And  chains  thenx  down  in  irozi  bands. 

3 Bound  by  his  word,  he  will  display 
A  strength  proportion'd  to  our  day ; 
And,  when  united  trials  meet, 
Will  show  a  path  of  safe  retreat. 

4  Thus  far  we  prove  that  promise  good 
Which  Jesus  ratified  with  blood": 
Still  is  he  gracious,  wise,  and  just ; 
And  still  in  him  let  Israel  trust. 

ICXOA      ^°^    (2d  Part.)    7'3.    Co«'per.  H 

X.\J  yii^»  H'elconxin^  the  Cross. 

1  "1"^IS  my  happiness  below, 

X     Not  to  live  without  the  cross ; 
But  the  Saviour's  power  to  know      « 
Sanctifying  every  loss : 
■39 


THE  CHRISTIAfr. 

Trials  must  and  will  bpfall ; 

Bui  wiih  humble  failli  lo  see 
Love  inscribed  upon  ihem  all — 

This  is  happiness  to  me. 

2  God,  in  Israel,  sows  the  seeds 

Of  affiiciion,  pain,  and  toil: 
These  spring  up,  and  choKe  the  weeds 

"\V;.;^h  would  else  o'erspread  the  soil; 
Trials  make  the  promise  sweet ; 

Trials  give  new  life  lo  prayer; 
Trials  bring  me  to  his  feet, — 

Lay  me  low,  and  keep  me  there. 
3 Did  Tmeel  no  trials  here— 

No  chastisement  by  the  way — 
l\Iight  I  not,  with  reason,  fear 

Lshould  prove  a  cast-away  1 
Bas<ards  may  escape  the  rod, 

Sunk  in  earthly  vain  delight; 
But  the  true-born  child  of  God 

Blust  not— would  not  if  he  might. 

Irxrt  X.  307    L.  M.     Stenneit.  EffiBsham. 

UX'O*  The  Ministry  of  AniccU. 

1  f^  REAT  God  !  what  hosts  of  angels  stand, 
VT    In  shining  ranks,  at  thy  right  hand, 
Array 'd  in  robe'^s  of  dazzling  litrhl. 
With  pinions  stretch-d  for  distant  flight! 
s  2  Immortal  fires  !  seraj-ihic  flames  ! 

Who  can  recount  their  various  names  1 
In  strength  and  beauty  they  excel ; 
For  near  the  throne  of  God  they  dwell. 

3  How  eagerly  they  wish  lo  know 
The  duties  he  would  have  them  do: 

/     What  joy  their  active  spirits  feel, 

To  execute  their  Sovereign's  will ! 
f  4  Hither  at  his  command  they  fly 

To  guard  the  beds  on  which  we  lie; 

To  shield  our  persons  niehl  and  day, 

And  scatter  all  our  fears 'away. 

5  [Aghast  the  hostile  Syrian  band 
Around  the  helpless  prophet  stand, 
While  mighty  Gabriel  downward  flies, 
And  with  his  chariot  fills  the  skies. 

6  Herod  attempts,  but  all  in  vain, 
To  bind  a  Peter  with  his  chain : 


THE  CHRISTIAN. 

At  one  soft  word  an  angel  speaks, 
The  massy  cliain  asunder  breaks.] 
7  Semi,  0  my  God,  some  angel  down, 
(Though  to  a  mortal  eye  unknown,) 
To  guide  and  guard  my  doubtful  way 
Up  to  the  realms  of  endless  day. 

1  f\C}fi  308    C.  M.    Steele.  Walsd 

-*•  ^'^  ^  *   Walking  in  Darkness,  and  trusting  in  God. 
1  TTEAK,  srracious  God,  my  humble  moan, 
XTL    To  thee  I  breathe  my  sighs ; 
When  will  the  mournful  night  be  gone; 
And  when  my  joys  arise  ! 
2 My  God,— 0  could  I  make  the  claim— 
My  P'ather  and  my  Friend— 
And  call  thee  mine  liy  every  name 
On  which  thy  saints  depend  ! 
•3  By  every  name  of  power  and  love, 
I  would  thy  grace  entreat ; 
Nor  should  my  humble  hopes  remove, 
Nor  leave  tiiy  sacred  seat. 
4 Yet  though  my  soul  in  darkness  mourns, 
Thy  word  is  all  my  stay  ; 
Here  I  would  rest  till  light  returns, 
Thy  presence  makes  niy  day. 
5  Speak,  Lord,  and  bid  celestial  peace 
Relieve  my  aching  heart ; 
O  smile,  and  bid  my  sorrows  cease. 
And  all  the  gloom  depart. 
6 Then  shall  my  drooping  spirit  rise. 
And  bless  thy  healing  rays. 
And  change  these  deep  complaining  sighs 
For  songs  of  sacred  praise. 

XyJX/  i  ,    y,^^  g^^j  ^^^j  Iwmdd,  I  do  not. 
1     T  WOULD,  but  cannot  sing, 
J.    I  would,  but  (annot  pray  ; 
For  Satan  meets  me  when  I  try. 
And  frights  my  soul  away. 
p  2     I  would,  but  can't  repent. 
Though  I  endeavour  oft ; 
This  stony  heart  caw  ne'er  relent, 
Till  Jesus  makes  it  soft. 


THE  CHRISTIAN. 

3  I  would,  but  cannot  love, 
Though  woo'd  by  love  divine . 

No  arguments  have  power  to  move 
A  soul  so  base  as  mine. 

4  I  would,  but  cannot  rest 
In  God"s  most  holy  will ; 

I  know  what  he  appoints  is  best, 
Ytt  murmur  at  it  still. 

5  O  could  I  but  believe  ! 
Then  all  would  easy  be  : 

I  would,  but  cannot— Lord,  relieve, 
My  help  must  come  from  thee ! 

6  But  if  indeed  I  icould, 
Thoush  I  ran  noihin?  do ; 

Yet  the"desire  is  something  good 
For  which  my  praise  is  due. 

7  By  nature  prone  to  ill. 
Till  thine  appointed  hour, 

I  was  as  destitute  of  will 
As  now  1  am  of  power. 

8  Wilt  thou  not  crown  at  length 
The  work  thou  hast  begun  ? 

And  with  a  will  afiford  me  strength 
In  all  thy  ways  to  run  ? 

1  O  O  Q  310   L.  M.    Beddome.  Lute 

^yJ^'J*       Complaining  of  Inconstancy, 

1  rpHE  wandering  star,  and  fleeting  wind, 
JL     Both  represent  the  unstable  mind : 
The  morning  cloud  and  early  dew. 
Bring  our  inconstancy  to  view. 

2 But  cloud,  and  wind,  and  dew,  and  star. 
Faint  and  imperfect  emblems  are  ; 
Nor  can  there  aught  in  nature  be 
So  fickle  and  so  talse  as  we. 

3  Our  outward  walk,  and  inward  frame. 
Scarce  through  a  siii£le  hour  the  same ; 
We  vow,  and'  straight  our  vows  forget, 
And  then  these  very  vows  repeat. 

4  We  sin  forsake,  to  sin  return  ; 

Are  hot,  are  cold,  now  freeze,  now  burn  ; 
In  deep  distress,  then  raptures  feel, 
We  soar  to  heaven,  then  sink  to  hell. 


THE  CHRISTIAN. 

p  5  "With  flowing  tears  Lord,  we  confess 
Our  folly  and  uislpadlasiness: 
When  shall  these  hearts  more  fixed  be, 
Fix'd  by  Ihy  grace,  and  fix'd  for  thee  "i 

inOQ  311    L.  M.    SteDnett.  Kingsbridge. 

A.\Jyi>V*  p^jg  lamented. 

1  /^FT  have  I  turn'd  my  eye  within, 

\^    And  brought  to  light  some  latent  sin ; 
But  pride,  the  vice  I  most  detest, 
Still  lurks  securely  in  my  breast. 

2  Here  with  a  thousand  arts  she  tries 
To  dress  me  in  a  fair  disguise, 

To  make  a  guilty,  wretched  worm, 
Put  on  an  angel's  brightest  form. 

3  She  hides  my  follies  from  mine  eyes, 
And  lifts  my  virtues  to  the  skies  ; 
And,  while  the  specious  tale  she  tells, 
Her  own  deformity  conceals. 

4  Rend,  O  my  God,  the  veil  away. 
Bring  forth  the  monster  to  the  day ; 
Expose  her  hideous  form  to  view, 
And  all  her  restless  power  subdue. 

5 So  shall  humility  divine 
Again  possess  this  heart  of  mine  ; 
And  form  a  temple  for  my  God, 
Which  he  will  make  his  loved  abode. 

I  rv  o  rv  312    C.  M.    Stennett.  Georgia 

1 1^<J  VJ.  piigjiiTfig  ^ith  God  under  Affliction. 

1  "IT THY  should  a  living  man  complain 

VV      Of  deep  distress  within. 
Since  every  sigh,  and  every  pain, 
Is  but  the  fruit  of  sin  1 

2  No,  Lord,  I'll  patiently  submit. 

Nor  ever  dare  rebel ; 
Yet  sure  I  may,  here  at  thy  feet. 
My  painful  feelings  tell. 

3  Thou  seest  what  floods  of  sorrow  rise. 

And  beat  upon  my  soul ; 

One  irouljle  to  another  cries, 

Billows  on  billows  roll. 

4  From  fear  to  hope,  and  hope  to  fear. 

My  shipwreck'd  soul  is  tost ; 


THE  CHRISTIAN. 

Till  I  am  tempted,  in  despair, 
To  give  up  all  for  lost.  ^ 

6  Yet  through  the  stormy  clouds  I'll  look 
Once  nfore  to  thee,  my  God  : 
O  fix  my  feel  upon  a  rock. 
Beyond  the  gaping  tlaod. 
6  One  look  of  mercy  from  thy  face 
Will  set  my  heart  at  ease; 
One  all-commaueliiig  word  of  grace 
Will  make  the  tempest  cease. 

1r\  q  1  313    7. 6.  3.  Tottenham  Cou-t. 

U <J  1  .        T-A*  Backslider's  Prayer. 
1  TESUS,  let  thy  pity  ins  eye, 
J     Call  back  a  wand eVing  sheejr; 
False  to  thee,  like  Peter,  I 

Would  fain  like  Peter  weep; 
Let  me  be  by  grace  restored, 

On  me  by  all  its  freeuess  shown; 
Turn,  and  look  upon  me.  Lord, 

And  brr-ak  my  heart  of  stone. 
/)2Saviour,  Prince,  enthroned  above, 

Kepeniance  to  impart, 
Give  me,  through  thy  dying  love, 

The  huml lie  contrite "hea>t; 
Give,  what  I  have  long  implored, 

A  portion  of  ihy  love  unknown; 
Turn,  and  look  upon  me,  L'rd, 

And  break  my  heart  of  stone. 
3  See  me.  Saviour,  from  above, 

Nor  sutfer  me  to  die  ; 
Life,  and  happiness,  and  love, 

Smile  in  ihy  eracious  eye: 
Speak  the  reconciling  word. 

And  let  thy  mercy  r7ielt  me  down ; 
Turn,  and  look  upon  me.  Lord, 

And  break  my  heart  of  stone. 
4Look,  as  when  thy  pitying  eye 

Was  closed  that  we  might  live; 
'Father,  (at  the  point  to  die 

]My  Saviour  gasp'd,)  forsrive!' 
Surely  with  that  dyine  word. 

He  turns,  ami  hxdcs,  ami  cries, '  'Tis  done  I' 
O  my  lovins.  bleeding  Lord, 

This  breaks  my  heart  of  stone. 


THE  CHR1STL\N. 

"lAOr*  3''*    C.  M.    FavTcett.  Bangor. 

1  U  <J  i*!  •        Peter's  Fall  and  R&rcmery. 

1  TTOW  did  the  powers  of  darkness  rage 
Xl    Against  the  Son  of  God  ! 
While  cruel  men  on  earth  engage 
To  shed  his  precious  blood. 
2 His  friends  forsook  him  with  surprise, 
When  that  dread  scene  began  ; 
And  one  perfidiously  denies  " 
He  ever  knew  the  man. 
3  How  feeble  human  efforts  prove 
Against  temptation's  power ! 
E'en  Pcter^s  flaming  zeal  and  love 
Are  vanquish'd  in  an  hour. 
4 His  firmest  purpose  will  not  stand; 
Behold  his  euilt  and  shame  ! 
Lord,  keep  me  by  thy  mighty  hand, 
Or  I  shall  do  the  sanie." 

5  At  length  the  sutfering  Saviour  turns, 

And'lofiks  with  pitying  eyes! 
Peter  relents,  withdraws,  and  mourns, 
And  loud  for  mercy  cries. 

6  So  boundless  is  Jehovah's  grace, 

He  hears  the  humble  prayer; 
If  I  am  found  in  Peter^s  case, 
I  would  not  still  despair. 

7  Look  on  me,  Lord,  with  eyes  of  love. 

My  wandering  soul  restore; 
My  guilt  forgive",  my  fears  remove. 
And  let  me  sin  no  more. 

1i-vQQ  315    C.  iM.     iN'ewton.  Peterborc 

U  cj  tj  •     0  that  I  were  as  in  montlis  past  ! 

1  QWEET  was  the  time  when  first  I  felt 

0  The  Saviour's  pardoning  blood, 
Applied  to  cleanse  my  soul  from  guilt, 

And  bring  mo  home  tu  God. 
/  2 Soon  as  the  morn  the  light  reveal'd. 
His  praises  tuned  my'tongue  ; 
And,  when  the  evening  shades  prevail'd, 
His  love  was  all  my  song. 
3  In  vain  the  tempter  spread  his  wiles. 
The  world  no  more  could  charm ; 

1  lived  upon  my  Saviour's  smiles, 

And  lean'd  upon  his  arm. 


THE  CHRISTLAJJ-. 

4  In  prayer  my  soul  drew  near  the  Lord, 

And  saw  his  glory  shine  ; 
And,  when  I  read  his  holy  word, 
I  call'd  each  promise  mine. 

5  Then  to  his  saints  I  often  spoke 

Of  what  his  love  had  done  ; 
But  now  my  heart  is  almost  broke, 

For  all  my  joys  are  gone. 
p  6  Now  when  the  evening  shade  prevails, 

iMy  soul  in  darkness  mourns ; 
And  when  the  morn  the  light  reveals, 

No  light  to  me  returns. 
7  My  prayers  are  now  a  chattering  noise, 

For  Jesus  hides  his  face  ! 
I  read,  the  promise  meets  my  eyes, 

But  will  not  reach  my  case. 
SNow  Satan  threatens  to  prevail. 

And  make  my  soul  his  prey  ; 
Yet,  Lord,  thy  merc>«s  cannot  fail, 

O,  come  without  delay  ! 

1  no  A  316     CM.    Steele.  Woodiani 

1  UcJ  44.  Troubled,  but  making  God  a  Refuse 

1  T\EAR  Refuge  of  my  weary  soul, 
XJ    On  thee,"when  sorrows  rise, 
On  thee,  when  waves  of  trouble  roll. 

My  fainting  hope  relies. 

2  To  thee,  I  tell  each  rising  grief. 

For  thou  alone  canst  heal ; 
Thy  word  can  bring  a  sweet  relief 

For  every  pain  I  feel. 
3 But  O !  when  gloomy  doubts  prevail, 

I  fear  to  call' thee  mine  : 
The  springs  of  comfort  seem  to  fail, 

And  all  my  hopes  decline. 

4  Yet,  gracious  God,  where  shall  I  flee  ? 

Thou  art  my  only  tnist ; 
And  still  my  soul  would  cleave  to  thee, 
Though  prostrate  in  the  dust. 

5  Hast  thou  not  bid  me  seek  thy  face  "J 

And  shall  I  seek  in  vain  ? 
And  can  the  ear  of  sovereign  grace 
Be  deaf  when  I  complain  ? 

6  No,  still  the  ear  of  sovereign  grac« 

Attends  the  mourner's  prayer : 


THE  CHRISTIAN. 

O  may  I  ever  find  access 

To  breaihe  my  sorrows  there  ! 
7  Thy  mercy-seal  is  open  slill, 

Here  let  my  soul  retreat ; 
With  humble  hope  attend  thy  will, 

And  wait  beneath  thy  feet. 

If\Q  PC  317    CM.    Doddridge.  Victory 

Ut5  O  •        Persecution  to  be  expected. 

1  f^  REAT  Leader  of  thine  Israel's  host, 
\J[    We  shout  thy  conquering  name  ; 
Legions  of  loes  beset  thee  round. 

And  legions  fled  v^ith  shame. 

2  A  victory  glorious  and  complete, 

Thou  by  thy  death  didst  gain ; 
So  in  thy  cause  may  we  contend 
And  death  itself  sustain  ! 

3  By  our  illustrious  General  fired, 

We  no  extremes  would  fear ; 
Prepared  to  struggle  and  to  bleed. 
It  thou,  our  Lord,  be  near. 

4  We'll  trace  the  footsteps  thou  hast  drawn 

To  triumph  and  renown  ; 
Nor  shun  thy  combat  and  thy  cr?5s, 
May  we  but  share  thy  crown. 

IrvQ/O  318    8.7. 4.    Favvcett.  Greenville. 

«Jt5  U  •  Cast  down,  yet  hoping  in  God.    Ps.  xliii.  5. 

1  ^~\  MY  soul,  what  means  this  sadness  1 
\J     Wherefore  art  thou  thus  cast  down  1 
Let  thy  griefs  be  turn'd  to  gladness, 

Bid  thy  restless  fears  be  gone  ; 

Look  to  Jesus, 
And  rejoice  in  his  dear  name. 

2  What  though  Satan's  strong  temptations 

Vex  and  tease  thee,  day  by  day ; 
And  thy  sinful  inclinations 
Often  fill  thee  with  dismay; 

Thou  shalt  conquer, 
Through  the  Lamb's  redeeming  blood 

3  Though  ten  thousand  ills  beset  thee 

From  without  and  from  within ; 

Jesus  saith  he'll  ne'er  forget  thee, 

But  will  save  from  hell  and  sin: 

He  is  faithful 
To  perform  his  sracious  word. 


THE  CHRISTIAN. 
4  Though  distresses  now  attend  thee 
And  ihou  iread'si  the  thorny  road; 
His  right  hand  shall  still  defend  thee, 
Soon  he'll  bring  thee  home  to  God ; 

Therefore  praise  him, 
Praise  the  great  Redeemer's  name. 
f  50  that  I  could  now  adore  him. 

Like  the  heavenly  host  above, 
Who  for  ever  txiw  before  him. 
And  unceasinir  sing  his  love  ! 

Happy  songsters ! 
When  shall  I  your  chorus  join  ? 

lUcJ  /  .  The  Request. 

1  "pATHER,  whate'er  of  earthly  bliss 
M.      Thy  sovereign  will  denies. 
Accepted  at  thy  throne  of  grace, 
Let  this  petition  rise  : 
2*  Give  me  a  calm,  a  thankful  heart. 
From  every  murmur  free  ; 
The  blessings  of  thy  grace  impart, 
And  make  me  live  to  thee  : 
3'  Let  the  s>veet  hope  that  thou  an  mine, 
My  life  and  death  attend  ; 
Thy  jjresence  through  my  journey  shine, 
And  crown  my  journey's  end.' 

ICiQQ  320    C.  M.     Steele.  Slad« 

UO  O  .  IVatcttfulness  and  Prayu.    INIatt.  xxvi.  41. 

1    A  LAS  !  what  hourly  dangers  rise  ! 
Jlx.     W hat  snares  beset  my  way  ! 
To  heaven,  O  let  me  lift  my  eyes. 
And  hourly  watch  and  pray. 
p2How  oft  my  mournful  thoughts  complainj 
And  melt  in  flowing  tears  ! 
My  weak  resistance,  ah  !  how  vain  !  . 
How  strong  my  fues  and  fears  ! 
30  gracious  God,  in  whom  I  live, 
My  feeble  efforts  aid  : 
Help  nie  to  watch,  and  pray,  and  strive, 
Though  trembling  and  alraid. 
/  4 Increase  my  faith,  increase  my  hope, 
When  foes  and  fears  prevail ; 
And  bear  my  faintiui:  spirit  up. 
Or  soon  my  strength  will  fail. 


THE  CHRISTIAN. 
b  Whene'er  lemptaiions  fright  my  heart, 
Or  li  re  my  teei  aside, 
My  OoG,  ihy  powerful  aid  impart, 
My  guardian  and  my  guide. 
60  keep  ma  in  thy  heavenly  way, 
.■  And  bifi  -he  tempter  flee  ; 
And  let  me  never,  never  stray 
From  liappinesR  and  thee. 
1  i-wQQ  321     L.  M.    Newton.  Rippoc 

X  U<J  y  •        Prayer  ansiotred  try  Crosses. 

1 T  ASK'D  the  Lord  that  I  might  grow 
X    In  faiih,  and  love,  and  every  grace. 
Might  more  of  his  salvation  know. 
And  seek  more  earnestly  his  f:ice. 

2'Twas  he  who  taught  n.e  thus  to  pray, 
And  he,  1  trust,  has  answer'd  prayer ; 
But  it  has  been  in  such  a  way 
As  almost  drove  me  to  despair. 

31  hoped  that  in  some  favour'd  hour, 
At  once  he'd  answer  my  reiiuest, 
And  by  his  love's  constraining  power, 
Subdue  my  sins,  and  give  me  rest. 

4  Instead  of  this,  he  made  me  feel 
The  hidden  evijs  of  my  heart, 
And  let  the  ang'ry  powers  of  hell 
Assault  my  soul  in  every  part. 

5  Yea,  more,  with  his  own  hand  he  seem'd 
Intent  to  aggravate  my  wo, 

Cross'd  allThe  fair  designs  I  schemed, 
Blasted  my  gourds,  and^laid  me  low. 

6 'Lord,  why  is  this  V  I  trembling  cried: 
*  Wilt  thou  pursue  thy  worm  to  death?' 
'  'Tis  in  this  way,'  the  Lord  replied, 
'I  answer  prayer  for  grace  and  faith  ! 

7*  These  inward  trials  I  employ. 
From  self  and  pride  to  set  thee  free: 
And  break  thy  schemes  of  earthly  joy, 
That  thou  may'st  seek  thy  all  in  me.' 

1  f\  Af\  322    L.  M.    Doddridge.        Old  Hundred. 

1  U  ^U.     Growing  in  Grace.    2  Pet.  iii.  IS. 
1  T>RAISE  to  thy  name,  eternal  God, 
X      For  all  the  grace  thou  siiedd'st  abroad ; 
For  all  thy  Intlue'nce  from  above, 
To  warm  our  souls  with  sacred  love : 


THE  CHRISTIAN. 

2Bless'd  be  thy  hand,  which  from  the  skies, 
Brousht  down  this  plant  of  paradise  ; 
And  gave  its  heavenly  beauties  birth, 
To  deck  this  wilderness  of  earth. 
3  But  why  does  that  celestial  flower 
Open  and  thrive  and  shine  no  more  ? 
Where  are  its  balmy  odours  fled  1 
And  why  reclines  its  beauteous  head  ? 

8  4  Too  plain,  alas  !  the  languor  shows 
Th'  unkindly  soil  in  which  it  grows; 
Where  the  black  frost  and  beating  storm 
Wither  and  rend  its  tender  form  ? 

/  5  Unchanging  Sun,  thy  beams  display 
To  drive"  the  frost  and  storms  away  ; 
Make  all  thy  potent  virtues  known 
To  cheer  a  plant  so  much  thy  own. 

/  6  And  thou,  bless'd  Spirit,  deign  to  blow 
Fresh  gales  of  heaven  on  shrubs  below  ; 
So  shall  they  grow,  and  breathe  abroad 
A  fragrance  grateful  to  our  God. 

I  i-k/4  1  323       L.M.  Duke-str»  . 

1  TVfOW  let  our  souls,  on  wings  sublime, 
i  1     Rise  from  the  vanities  of  time, 
Draw  back  the  parting  veil,  and  see 
The  glories  of  eternity. 

2  Born  by  a  new  celestial  birth. 

Why  should  we  grovel  here  on  earth? 
Why  grasp  at  transitory  toys  ? 
So  near  to  heaven's  eternal  joys  !■ 

3  Shall  aught  beguile  us  on  the  road. 
When  we  are  walking  back  to  God  T 
For  strangers  into  life  we  come, 
And  dying  is  but  going  home. 

4  Welcome,  sweet  hour  of  full  discharge, 
That  sets  our  longing  souls  at  large. 
Unbinds  our  chains,'breaks  up  our  cell, 
And  gives  us  with  our  God  to  dwell. 

5  To  dwell  with  God,  to  feel  his  love, 
Is  the  full  heaven  enjoy'd  above  ; 
And  the  sweet  expectation  now 

Is  the  young  dawn  of  heaven  below. 


THE  CHRISTIAN. 

324    L.  M.     Fawcett. 
Remembering  all  the  way  the  Lord  has  led  him. 


1C\A0     -       324    L.  M.     Fawcett.  _       Saxony, 


inpHUS  far  my  God  hath  led  me  on, 
X   And  made  his  truth  and  mercy  known 
My  hopes  and  fears  alternate  rise, 
And  comforts  mingle  with  my  siglis. 

2  Through  this  wide  wilderness  I  roam, 
Far  distant  from  my  blissful  home  ; 
Lord,  let  thy  presence  be  my  stay, 
And  guard  me  in  this  dangerous  way, 

3 Temptations  everywhere  annoy, 
And  sins  and  snares  my  peace  destroy: 
My  earthly  joys  are  from  me  torn, 
And  oft  an  absent  God  I  mourn. 

4My  soul,  with  various  tempests  toss'd, 
Her  hopes  o'erturn'd,  her  projects  cross'd, 
Sees  every  day  new  straits  attend.        ^ 
And  wonders  where  the  scene  will  end. 

5  Is  this,  dear  Lord,  that  thorny  road 
Which  leads  us  to  the  mount  of  God  ! 
Are  these  the  toils  thy  people  know, 
While  in  the  wilderness  below  ? 

B'Tis  even  so  ;  thy  faithful  love 
Doth  all  thy  children's  graces  prove ; 
'Tis  thus  our  pride  and  self  must  fall, 
That  Jesus  may  be  All  in  All. 


325    S.  M.    Doddridge. 
Waiting  for  the  coming  of  his  Lord. 


1043, 

1  "XT-E  servants  of  the  Lord, 

J.      Each  in  his  office  wait, 
Observant  of  his  heavenly  word, 
And  watchful  at  his  gate 

2  Let  all  your  lamps  be  bright, 
And  trim  the  golden  flanre  ; 

Gird  up  your  loins,  as  in  his  sight, 
For  awful  is  his  name. 

3  Watch,  'tis  your  Lord's  command  : 
And  while  we  speak  he's  near ; 

Mark  the  first  signal  of  his  hand, 
And  ready  all  appear. 

4  O  happy  servant  he 

In  such  a  posture  found  ! 
He  shall  his  Lord  with  rapture  see, 
And  be  with  honour  crowu'd. 


THE  CHRISTIAN. 

5     Christ  shall  the  banqtiPt  spread 
Wiih  his  own  bounleous  hand, 
And  raise  thai  favourite  servant's  head. 
Amidst  th'  angelic  band. 

1r\A  A  326        L.  M.  Park  * 

U  tL  4  .  Solicitmis  offit^ishing  his  Course  with  Jo^ 

1    A  SSIST  us,  Lord,  thy  name  to  praise 
Jlx     For  the  rich  sospel  of  thy  grace  ; 
And,  that  our  hearts  may  love  it  more, 
Teach  ihem  to  feel  its  vital  power. 
/  2  With  joy  may  we  our  course  pursue, 
And  keep  the  crown  of  life  in  view; 
That  crown  which  in  one  hour  repays 
The  laltour  often  thousand  days. 

3  Should  bonds  or  death  obstruct  our  way, 
Unmoveil  their  terrors  we'll  survey. 
And  :he  last  hour  improve  for  thee, 
The  last  of  life  or  liberty. 

4Welcomp  those  bonds  whicli  may  unite 
Our  Sduls  to  their  sirprenie  delisht ; 
Welcome  that  death,  whose  painful  strife 
Bears  us  to  Chrisi,  our  better  life. 

In  /I  ^  327    L.  M.     Doddririge.  Bath. 

U  Tc  O  .  The  Believer  committing  his  Spirit  to  Jesus. 

1  /^  THOU,  that  hast  redemption  wrought, 
v7    Pair  -n  of  souls  thy  blood  hath  bought, 
To  thee  our  spirit  we  commit, 
Mighty  to  rescue  from  the  pit. 

/  2  Millions  of  blissful  souls  above, 
In  realms  of  piiriiy  and  love, 

I     With  sons's  of  endless  praise  proclaim 
The  honours  of  thy  faithful  name. 
3  When  all  the  pnwers  of  nature  fail'd. 
Thy  ever  constant  care  prevaiTd  ; 
Courage  and  joy  thy  friendship  spoke. 
When  every  mortal  bond  was  broke. 

piWe  on  that  friendship,  Lord,  repose. 
The  healing  balm  of  all  our  woes: 
And  we,  when  sinkine  in  the  grave, 
Trust  thine  omnipotence  to  save. 
5  0  may  our  spirits,  by  thy  hand, 
Be  gather'd  to  that  happy  band, 
Who,  midst  the  blessings  of  thy  reign, 
Lose  all  remembrance  of  their  pain 


PRIVATE  WORSHIP. 

6In raptures  there,  divinely  sweet, 
Give  us  our  kindred  souls  to  meet, 
And  wait  with  ihein  thai  Ijrighter  day, 
Which  all  thy  triumph  shall' display. 
1  f\AO  323    C.  M.     Doddridge.  Dundee. 

X  \Jrt\J  »  y^g  Christian  Warrior  animated  and  crowned, 
s  I  TTARK !  'tis  our  heavenly  Leader's  voice, 
XI    From  his  triumphant  seat ; 
Midst  all  the  war's  tumultuous  noise, 
How  powerful  and  how  sweet ! 
I  2'Fi2ht  on,  my  faithful  band,'  he  cries, 
'  Nor  fear  the  mortal  Idow  : 
Who  first  in  such  a  warflire  dies, 
Shall  speediest  victory  know. 
3'  I  have  my  days  of  combat  known. 
And  in  the  dust  was  laid  : 
But  thence  I  mourned  to  my  throne, 
And  glory  crowns  my  head. 
4'  That  throne,  that  glory  you  shall  share. 
My  hands  ihe  crown  shall  give  ; 
And  you  the  sparkling  lionours  wear. 
While  God  himself  shall  live.' 
/  5  Lord,  'tis  enough  ;  our  souls  are  fired 
With  courage  and  with  love  ; 
Vain  are  th'  assaults  of  earth  and  hell, 
Our  hopes  are  fix'd  above. 


WORSHIP. 

PRIVATE  WORSHIP. 


•*•  ^  "*  *  •  Rnnemcnt  and  Meditation.  Ps.  iv.  4. 

1  "OETURN,  my  roving  heart,  return, 
XV  And  chase  these  shadowy  forms  no  morei 
Seek  out  some  solitude  to  mourn, 
And  thy  forsaken  God  implore. 

20  thou  great  God,  whose  piercing  eye 
Distinctly  marks  each  deep  recess  ; 
In  these  sequester'd  hours  draw  nigh 
And  with  thy  presence  fill  the  place. 


PRIVATE  WORSHIP. 

3  Through  all  the  windings  of  my  heart, 
My  search  let  heavenly'w  isdoni  guide, 
Aiid  still  its  radiant  beams  impart, 
Till  all  be  searched  and  purified. 
J  4  Then  with  the  visits  of  thy  love, 
Vouchsafe  my  inmost  soul  to  cheer ; 
Till  every  grace  shall  join  to  prove 
That  God  has  fix VI  his  dwelling  there. 

1A  /I  Q  330    L.  M.    BedJnme.  Eaton. 

\jHcO*  Reading  the  Scriptures. 

1  /~^  REAT  God,  oppressed  with  grief  and  fear, 
vT    I  take  thy  book,  and  hope  to  find 
Some  gracious  word  of  promise  there, 
To  soothe  the  sorrows  of  my  mind. 

21  turn  the  sacred  volume  o'er, 
And  search  with  care  from  page  to  page ; 
Of  threaieuings  find  an  ample  store, 
But  naught  tiiat  can  my  grief  assuage. 

3 And  is  there  naught?    Forbid,  dear  Lord, 
So  base  a  thought  should  e'er  arise  : 
I'll  search  again  ;  and,  while  I  search, 

0  may  the  scales  fall  off  mine  eyes  ! 
/  4  'Tis  done  :  and,  with  transporting  joy, 

1  read  the  heaven-inspired  lines  ;" 
There  mercy  spreads  its  brightest  beams, 
And  truth  \<\\.h  dazzling  lus"tre  shines. 

5  Here's  heavenly  food  for  hungry  souls. 
And  mines  of  gold  t'  enrich  the  poor; 
Here's  iiealing  balm  for  every  wound, 
A  salve  for  every  festering  sore. 
1  n  ACi  33i    L.  M.    Davies.  Dundee- 

1  U  ^  y  .  Self-exatnination.    Gal.  iv.  19,  20. 

1  TTTHAT  stransre  perplexities  arise  ! 
VV    What  anxious  fears  and  jealousies ' 
s     What  crowds  in  doubtful  light  appear' 

How  few,  alas  !  approved  and  clear. 
s  2  And  what  am  I  ?— My  soul,  awake, 
And  an  impartial  survey  take  : 
Does  no  dark  sign,  no  ground  of  fear, 
In  practice  or  in  heart,  appear  ?• 
3  What  image  does  my  spirit  bear? 
Is  Jesus  form'd,  and  livins  there  1 
Say,  do  his  lineaments  divine. 
In  thought  and  word,  and  action  shine  1 


FAMILY  WORSHIP. 

;  Searcher  of  hearts,  0  search  me  slill ; 

The  secrets  of  my  soul  reveal ; 

I\Iy  fears  remove  ;  let  me  appear 

To  God,  and  ray  own  conscience,  clear. 
•  Scatter  the  clouds  which  o'er  my  head 

Thick  glooms  of  dubious  terror  spread, 

Lead  me  into  celestial  day, 

And  to  myself,  myself  display. 
^  6May  I  at  that  bless'd  world  arrive, 

Where  Christ  through  all  my  soul  shall  I've. 

And  give  full  proof  that  he  is  there, 

Without  one  gloomy  doubt  or  fear. 

1  nCA  332    CM.  MeitrM. 

U  O  U  .     Secret  Prayer.    Matt,  v  i.  6. 

1 T7ATHER  divine,  thy  piercing  eye 
J;      Sees  through  the  darkest  night :  ■] 

In  deep  retirement  thou  art  nigh,'' 
With  heart-discerning  sight.  |j 

.  There  may  that  piercing  eye  survey 
My  duteous  homage  paid, 
7ith  every  mornmg's  dawning  ray, 
And  every  evening's  shade. 

3  O  let  thy  own  celestial  fire 

The  incense  still  inflame ; 
While  my  warm  vows  to  thee  aspire, 
Through  my  Redeemer's  name. 

4  So  shall  the  visits  of  thy  love 

My  soul  in  secret  bless , 
So  shalt  thou  deign  in  worlds  above 
Thy  suppliant  to  confess. 

PAUSE. 

5  Mercy,  good  Lord,  mercy  I  ask, 

This  is  the  total  sum ; 
Mercy,  through  Christ,  is  all  my  suit ; 
Lord,  let  thy  mercy  come. 

FAMILY  WORSHIP. 

1  1%  1 1  333        C.  M.  BEdford. 

J.  V»  O  1  •       Goiiis  to  a  new  Habitation. 

1  f^  REAT  God,  where'er  we  pitch  our  lent, 
VJT    Lei  us  an  altar  raise  ; 
And  there  with  humble  frame  present 
Our  sacrifice  of  praise. 


FAMILY  WORSHIP. 

2  To  ihee  we  give  our  health  and  sirengih, 
While  health  and  strength  shall  last; 
For  future  mercies  humbly  trust, 
Nor  e'er  forget  the  past. 

1  n  aC  (D  334    L.  M.    Steele.  DuB3tan 

1  U O ^.  The.  Christians  noUest  Resolution. 

AH,  wretched  souls,  who  strive  in  vain, 
Slaves  to  the  world,  and  slaves  to  sia; 
A  nobler  toil  may  I  sustain, 
A  nobler  satisfaction  win. 
2  May  I  resolve,  with  all  my  heart, 
With  all  my  powers  to  serve  the  Lord, 
Nor  from  his  precepts  e'er  depart, 
"Whose  service  is  a  rich  reward. 
/  3  0  be  his  service  all  my  joy. 
Around  let  my  example  shine, 
Till  others  love  the  bless'd  employ, 
And  join  in  labours  so  divine. 

4  Be  this  the  purpose  of  my  soul. 
My  solemn,  my  determined  choice. 
To  yield  to  his  supreme  control. 
And'  in  his  kind  commands  rejoice. 

5  O  may  I  never  faint  or  tire. 

Nor  wandering  leave  his  sacred  ways  : 
Great  God,  accept  my  soul's  desire, 
And  give  me  strength  to  live  thy  praise. 

1  n  /^  Q  335    L.  M.    Doddridje.  Portugal.' 

1\JOO,  Family  mi%ion.    Gen.  xviii.  19. 

1  "C'ATHER  of  all,  thy  care  we  bless, 

JO    Which  crowns  oiir  families  with  peac*. 
From  thee  they  sprin?,  and  by  thy  hand 
They  have  oeen,  and'are  still  sustained. 

2  To  God.  most  worthy  to  be  praised, 
Be  our  domestic  altars  raised  ; 

Who,  Lord  of  heaven,  scorns  not  to  dwell 
With  saints  in  their  obscurest  cell. 

3  To  thee  may  each  united  house, 
Morning  and  night,  present  its  vows  ; 
Our  servants  there,  and  rising  race, 
Be  tau^ntthy  precepts,  and  thy  grace. 

4  0  may  each  future  a<:e  proclaim 
The  honours  of  thy  slorious  name  ! 
Wliile  pleased  and  thankful  we  remove 
To  join  the  family  alx)ve. 


FAMILY  WORSHIP. 

t  rk  t^  A  336       S.  M.  Eagle-street 

1  U  O  4  .  Prayer  for  Infants. 

1  /~i  REAT  God,  now  condescend 
vT    To  bless  our  rising  race ; 

Soon  may  their  willing  spirits  bend 
To  thy  victorious  grace. 

2  0  what  a  vast  delight 
Their  happiness  to  see  ! 

Our  warmest  wishes  all  unite 
To  lead  their  souls  to  thee. 

3  Dear  Lord,  thy  Spirit  pour 
Upon  our  infant  seed  ; 

0  bring  the  long'd-for  happy  hour 
That  makes  them  thine  indeed. 

4  May  they  receive  thy  word, 
Confess  the  Saviour's  name, 

Then  follow  their  despised  Lord 
Through  the  baptismal  stream. 

5  Thus  let  our  favour'd  race 
Surround  thy  sacred  board, 

There  to  adore  thy  sovereign  grace 
And  sing  their  dying  Lord. 
"I  (\K  K  337    C.  M.    Doddridge.  Addison. 

LKJ  O  O  m  Christ's  condescending  Regard  to  little  Children 

I  QEE  Israel's  gentle  shepherd  stand, 
O    With  all  engaging  charms  ; 
Hark,  how  he  calls  the  tender  lambs. 
And  folds  them  in  his  arms  ! 
2'  Permit  them  to  approach,'  he  cries, 
'  Nor  scorn  their  humble  name : 
For  'twas  to  bless  such  souls  as  these 
The  Lord  of  angels  came.' 

3  We  bring  them,  Lofd,  by  fervent  prayer 

And  yield  them  up  to  thee ; 
Joyful  that  we  ourselves  are  thine, 
Thine  let  our  offspring  be  ! 

4  [Ye  little  flock  with  pleasure  hear : 

ye  children  seek  his  face  ; 

And  fiy  with  transport  to  receive 

The  blessings  of  his  grace.] 

5  If  orphans  they  are  left  behind, 

Tiiy  guardian  care  we  trust ; 
That  care  shall  heal  our  bleeding  hearts, 
If  weeping  o'er  their  dust. 


PUBLIC  WORSHIP. 

POBUC  WORSHIP. 


1f\En     33S    H.  M  or  6"s  and  8's.    Francis.    ClapJuia 
U  O  D  •  On  ofenins  a.  Place  of  WonAtp. 

1  TN  sweet  exalted  strains 

JL    The  King  of  glorj'  praise  ; 

O'er  heaven  and  earth  he  reigns, 

Through  everlasting  days ; 
He,  with  a  nod,  the  world  controls, 
Sustains  or  sinks  the  distant  poles. 

2  To  earth  he  bends  hi3  throne, 
His  throne  of  grace  divine  ; 
Wide  is  his  bounty  known', 
And  wide  his  glories  shine  ; 

Fair  Salem,  still' his  chosen  rest, 

Is  with  his  smiles  and  presence  blest. 

3  Then,  Kin?  of  glory,  come. 
And  with  thy  favour  crown 
This  temple'as  thy  dome, 
This  people  as  thy  own ; 

Beneath  this  roof,  O  deisn  to  show 
How  God  can  dwell  with  men  below. 

4  Here  may  thine  ears  attend 
Our  interceding  cries, 

And  erateful  praise  ascend 

All  fragrant  to  the  skies  : 
Here  may  thy  word  melodious  sound, 
And  spread  celestial  joys  around  ! 

5  Here  may  th'  attentive  throng 
Imliibe  thy  truth  and  love, 
And  converts  join  the  song 

Of  seraphim  above  ; 
And  willing  crowds  sirround  thy  board, 
With  sacre3  joy  and  sweet  accord  ! 

6  Here  may  our  unborn  sons 
And  daughters  sound  thy  praise, 
And  shine,  like  polish'd  stones. 
Through  long  succeeding  days  • 

Here,  Loid,  display  thy  saving  pwwer, 
While  temples  stand,  and  men  adore. 

1r\  ^^  339    L.  M.    Doddridge.  Luton 

\J  O  /  m     On  opening  a  PUkx  of  Worthip. 

FEAT  God,  thy  watchful  care  we  bless, 
hich  guards  our  synagogues  in  peaca. 


ir^FE: 

Vjr  w: 


PUBLIC  WORSfflP. 

Nor  dare  tumultuous  foes  invade 
To  fill  our  worshippers  with  dread. 

2  These  walls  we  to  thy  honour  raise  ; 
Long  may  uhey  echo  to  thy  praise ; 
And  thou,  descending,  fill  "the  place 
With  choicest  tokens  of  thy  grace. 

3  Here  let  the  great  Redeemer  reign 
"With  all  the  graces  of  his  train  ; 
While  power"divine  his  word  attends, 
To  conquer  foes,  and  cheer  his  friends. 

4  And,  in  the  great  decisive  day, 
When  God  the  nations  shall  survey. 
May  it  before  the  world  appear 
That  crowds  were  born  to  glory  here. 

I  O  ^  ft  340    C.  M.    Newton.  AdJison 

1  XJrJOt     Q^  ^^^  -^^  ^  p^^j^ ^^  socicd  Prayer. 

1  T^EAR  Shepherd  of  thy  people,  here 
XJ    Thy  presence  now  display  ; 

As  thou  hast  given  a  place  for  prayer, 
So  give  us  hearts  to  pray. 

2  Within  these  walls  let  holy  peace, 

And  love  and  concord  dwell ; 
Here  give  the  troubled  conscience  ease, 
The  wounded  spirit  heal. 

3  Show  us  some  token  of  thy  love, 

Our  fainting  hope  to  raise  ; 

And  pour  thy  blessings  from  above, 

That  we  may  render  praise. 

/■  4  And  may  the  gospel's  joyful  sound. 

Enforced  l)y "mighty  grace, 

Awaken  many  sinners  round 

To  come  and  fill  the  place. 

I  rk  r  Q  341    S.  M.    Stennett.  Shiriaad 

X\J<JU»     j-f^  Pleasure  of  social  Worship. 

1  TTOW  charming  is  the  place, 
Xl    Where  my  Redeemer  God 

Unveils  the  beauties  of  his  face, 
And  sheds  his  love  abroad. 

2  Not  the  fair  palaces. 

To  which  the  great  resort. 
Are  once  to  be  compared  with  this, 
Where  Jesus  holds  his  court. 


PUBLIC  WORSHIP. 

3  Here,  on  the  mercy-seat, 
With  radiant  glory  crown'd, 

f    Our  joyful  eyes  behold  him  sit, 
And  smile  on  all  around. 

4  To  him  their  prayers  and  cries 
Each  humble  soul  presents ; 

He  listens  to  their  broken  sighs, 
And  grants  them  all  their'wants. 

5  To  them  his  sovereign  will 

He  graciously  imparts ; 
And  in  return  accepts  with  smiles. 
The  tribute  of  their  hearts. 

6  Give  me,  O  Lord,  a  place 
Within  thy  blest  abode. 

Among  the  children  of  thy  grace, 
The'servants  of  my  God. 

IC\(^C\  342    7"s.     Turner.  Germ 

U  O  U  .  The  Excdlency  qfjmUic  Worship. 

1  T  ORD  of  hosts,  how  lovely  fair, 
JLi    E'en  on  eanh,  thy  temples  are  ! 
Here  thy  waiting  people  see 
I\Iuch  oi"  heaven^  and  much  of  thee. 

2  From  thy  gracious  presence  flows 
Bliss  that  softens  all  our  woes ; 
While  thy  Spirit's  holy  fire 
Warms  our  hearts  with  pure  desire. 

3  Here  we  supplicate  thy  throne; 
Here  thou  makest  thy  glories  known  ; 
Here  we  learn  thy  rislueous  ways, 
Taste  thy  love,  and  sing  thy  praise. 

/  4  Thus  with  festive  songs  of  joy, 
We  our  happy  lives  elnploy; 
Love,  and  long  to  love  thee  more, 
Till  from  earth  to  heaven  we  soar. 

InCll  343    L.  M.    Steele.     Greens  Hundredtli. 

U  U  A  •  The  Uappmess  of  humble  Worship. 

1  TTOW  lovely,  how  divinely  sweet, 
JlL    0  Lord,  thy  sacred  courts  appear ! 
Vain  would  my  longing  passions  meet 
The  glories  of  thy  presence  there. 

2  O  blest  the  men,  blest  their  employ, 
Whom  thy  indulgent  favours  raise 
To  dwell  in  those  abodes  of  joy. 
And  sing  thy  never-ceasing  praise. 


PUBLIC  WORSHir. 

f  3  Happy  the  men,  whom  strength  divine, 
With  ardent  love  and  zeal  inspires; 
Whose  steps  to  thy  blest  way  incline, 
With  willing  hearts  and  warm  desires. 
4  One  day  within  tiiy  sacred  gate, 
Aifords  more  real  joy  to  me^ 
Than  thousands  in  the  tents  of  slate  ; 
The  meanest  place  is  bliss  with  thee. 

8  5  God  is  a  sun ;  our  brightest  day 
From  his  reviving  presence  liows  : 
God  is  a  shield,  through  all  the  way. 
To  guard  us  from  surrounding  foes. 
6  He  pours  his  kindest  blessings  down, 
Prol^usely  down  on  souls  sincere  : 
And  grace  shall  guide,  and  glory  crown, 
^he  happy  favourites  of  his  care. 

i  70  Lord  of  hosts,  thou  God  of  grace, 
How  blest,  divinely  blesl,  is1ie. 
Who  trusts  thy  love,  and  seeks  thy  face, 
And  fixes  all  his  hopes  on  thee ! 

1  0  fi  2  344      L.  M.  Leeds. 

i.\J\J  ,ij»  Delight  in  God's  HiMse,and  Cmifidence  in  hini, 

1  ri^HOU,  Lord,  my  safety,  thou  my  light, 

A.  What  danger  shall  my  soul  affrfght ; 
Strength  of  my  life  !  what  arm  shall  dare 
To  hurt  whom  thou  hast  owii'd  thy  care  1 

2  One  wish,  with  holy  transport  warm, 
IMy  heart  has  form'd,  and  yet  shall  form ; 
One  gift  I  ask,  tiiat  to  my  end 

Fair  Sion's  dome  I  may  attend ; 
/  3  There  joyful  find  a  sure  abode, 
And  view  the  beauty  of  my  God  ; 
For  he  within  his  hallow'd  shrine 
Dly  secret  refuge  shall  assign. 

4  When  thou,  with  condescending  grace, 
Hast  bid  me  seek  thy  shining  face, 
IVIy  heart  replied  t6  thy  kind  word, 
Thoe  will  I  seek,  all-gracious  Lord. 

5  Should  every  earthly  friend  depart, 
And  nature  leave  a  parent's  heart, 
Mv  God,  on  whom  my  hopes  depend, 
Will  be  my  father  and  my  friend. 


THE  LORD'S  DAY. 

6  Ve  hianble  souls,  in  every  strait, 
Oa  GoJ  with  sacred  courase  wait : 
His  hand  shall  life  and  strength  afford  : 
O,  ever  wait  upon  the  Lord  ! 

IfifiQ  345    S.  M.    Watts.  SUveMtreeU 

U  D  cJ  •      Fcmu  vain  xoUhout  Reunion. 

1       A  L:^^GHTY  I^Laker,  God  ! 
J\    How  wondrous  is  thy  name  ; 
Thy  dories  liow  diffused  abroad 
Through  the  creation's  frame  ! 
-     Nature  in  every  dress 
Her  liumble  homase  pays, 
And  finds  a  thousand  ways  t'  express 
Thine  undissembled  praise. 
I  3     My  soul  would  rise  and  sing 
To  her  Creator  too: 
Fain  would  iny  tongue  adore  my  King, 
And  pay  the  worship  dire. 

4  [But  pride,  that  busy  sin, 
S|x»ils  all  that  I  perform. 

Cursed  pride,  that  creeps  securely  in, 
And  swells  a  haughty  worm.] 

5  Create  my  soul  anew, 

Else  all  my  worship's  vain  ; 
This  wretched  heart  will  ne'er  be  true. 
Until  'tis  form'd  again. 
/  C>     Let  joy  and  worship  spend, 
The  reiTM-ant  ol"  my  days, 
And  to  my  God  ray  soul  ascend 
In  sweet  perfumes  of  praiic. 

THE  LORD'S  DAV. 

1  f\Q  A  345    L.  C.  M.    Merrick.  Baltimom 

X  U  O  4.  Zadfor  the  Hcnm  of  God,  and  Ddight  in 
IVorihip. 

f  1  'T^HE  jryful  morn,  my  God,  is  come, 

X     That  calls  me  to  thy  honour'd  dome, 

Thy  presence  to  adore  ; 
My  feet  the  summons  shall  attend, 
With  willins  step  thy  courts  ascend, 
And  tread'the  nallow'd  tioor. 
2  Hither,  from  Judah's  utmost  end, 
The  heaven-protected  tribes  ascend ; 


THE  LORD'S  L»AY. 

Their  offerin^rg  hiiher  bring  : 
Here  eager  to  allest  llieir  joy, 
In  iiymns  of  praise  tiieir  tni'itjues  employ, 

And  hail  liio  immonal  King. 
3  Be  peace  imploreil,  by  each,  on  thee. 
O  Sioii,  while  willi  bentleil  knee 

To  Jacob's  Goii  wo  pray  ; 
How  bb^ss'd,  who  calls  himself  thy  friend  : 
Success  his  labours  shall  attend, 

And  safety  guard  his  way. 
.    4  O  niay'st  thou,  free  from  hostile  fear, 
Nor  the  loud  voice  of  tumult  hear, 

Nor  war's  wild  wastes  deiilore: 
May  plenty  nigh  thee  take  her  stand, 
And  in  thy  courts  with  lavish  hand, 

Distribute  all  her  store  ! 
5  Seat  of  my  friends  and  brethren,  hail ' 
How  can  my  tongue,  O  Sion,  fi.il 

To  bless  thy  loved  abode  ! 
How  cease  the  zeal  that  in  me  glows, 
Thy  good  to  seek,  whose  walls  enclose 

The  mansions  of  my  God  J 

tCifitC    ,        347    7's.     D.Turner.  Siciliin- 

lyJDOm'jf  gg,^g  gj-  praise  to  the  RuleemcT. 

1  TTOLY  wonder,  heavenly  grace, 
XI    Come,  inspire  our  humble  lays, 
While  the  Saviour's  love  we  sing, 
Whence  our  hopes  and  comforts  spring. 

2  Man,  involved  in  guilt  and  wo, 
Touch'd  his  tender  bosom  so, 
That  when  justice  death  demands, 
Forth  the  great  deliverer  stands: 

3  Cries  to  God, '  Thy  mercy  show  ; 
Lo  !  I  come  thy  will  to  do  ! 

I  the  sacrifice  will  he. 

Death  shall  plunge  his  dart  in  me.' 

4  Though  the  form  of  God  he  bore, 
Great  in  glory,  great  in  power, 
See  him  in  our  Hesh  array'd, 
Lower  than  his  angels  made. 

5  [He  that  heaven  itself  possess'd, 
Now  an  infant  at  the  breast ! 
Angels,  from  the  world  above, 
See  and  sing  th'  amazing  love  !1 


THE  LORD'S  DAY. 

6  Through  the  shining  hours  of  day, 
Toil  and  danser  mark  his  way  ; 
Lonely  mounts,  and  chilling  air, 
Witness  oft  his  midnight  prayer. 

p  7  Now  the  heavenly  Lover  dies' 
Darkness  veils  the  mid-day  skies  ! 
Angels  round  the  bloody  tree 
Throng,  and  gaze  in  ecstasy. 
Towers  unseen  eanh's  bosom  heave, 
locks  and  tombs  asunder  cleave  ; 
"While  the  Temple's  rendine  veil, 
Tells  the  priest  the  awful  tale.] 

/  9  But,  the  third  day's  dawning  come, 
Lo  !  the  Saviour  leaves  the  tomb  ! 
Reascends  his  native  sky. 
Where  he  lives,  no  more" to  die. 
10  On  his  cross  he  builds  his  throne. 
Whence  he  makes  his  glories  known, 
Sends  his  Spirit  down  lo  give 
Dying  sinners  grace  to  live. 


Re 


348    L.  JI.    J.  Stemiett. 
Tht  Sabbath. 


1066. 

■■" ♦ 

1  A  NOTHER  six  days'  work  is  done, 
j\.    Another  Sabbath  is  be^run : 
Return,  my  soul,  enjoy  thy  rest. 
Improve  the  day  thy  God  hath  bless'd. 

2  Come,  bless  the  Lord,  whose  love  assigns 
So  sweet  a  rest  to  wearied  minds  ; 
Provides  an  antepast  of  heaven, 

And  gives  this  day  the  food  of  seven. 

3  O  thai  our  thoughts  and  thanks  may  rise. 
As  grateful  incense,  to  the  skies  : 

And  draw  from  heaven  that  sweet  repose, 
Which  none  but  he  thai  feels  it  knows. 

p  4  This  heavenly  calm,  within  the  breast. 
Is  the  dear  pledge  of  glorious  rest. 
■V\T\ich  for  the  church'of  God  remains, 
The  end  of  cares,  the  end  of  pains. 

/  5  With  joy,  great  God,  thy  works  we  view. 
In  vafious^^scenes,  both  old  and  new  : 
With  praise,  we  think  on  me-cies  past* 
With  hope,  we  future  pleasures  lasie. 


THE  LORD'S  DAY. 

6  In  holy  duties  let  the  day, 
la  holy  pleasures,  pass  away  ; 
How  sweet  the  Sabbath  thus  to  spend, 
lu  hope  of  one  that  ne'er  shall  end  ! 

1  n  fi  T  349    H.  M.  or  ffs  and  8's.  Setheid 

lyJXj  I  »     ji  Hymn  f art  Lord's-day  Morning. 

I  I       \  WAKE,  our  drowsy  souls, 

xjl    Shake  off  each  slothful  band  ; 

The  wonders  of  this  day 

Our  noblest  songs  demand : 
Auspicious  morn  !"lhy  blissful  rays, 
Bright  seraphs  hail  in  songs  of  praise  ! 
2     At  thy  approaching  dawn, 

Reluctant  death  resign'd 

The  glorious  Prince  of  life, 

In  dark  domains  confined  : 
Th'  angelic  host  around  him  bends. 
And  midst  their  shouts  the  God  ascends 
I  3     All  hail,  triumphant  Lord ! 

Heaven  with  hosannas  rings  ; 

While  earth,  in  humbler  st^rains. 

Thy  praise  responsive  sings  ; 
'  Worthy  art  thou,  who  once  wast  slain. 
Through  endless  years  to  live  and  reign.' 

4  jGird  on,  great  God,  thy  sword, 

Ascend  thy  conquering  car, 
While  justice,  truth  and  love 
Maintain  the  glorious  war ; 
Victorious,  thou  thy  foes  shalt  tread, 
And  sin  and  hell  in  triumph  lead. 

5  Make  bare  thy  potent  arm. 
And  wing  th'  uneiTing  dart. 
With  salutary  panss. 

To  each  rebellious  heart ; 
Then  dying  souls  for  life  shall  sue, 
Numerous  as  drops  of  morning  dew. 

1  0  fi  fi  350        C.  M.  >'ew  Toi 

1  U  O  O.  jjimnfoT  the  Evening  of  the  Lord's-day. 

1  T7REQUENT  the  day  of  God  returns 
X?      To  shed  its  quickening  beams ; 
And  ■»f>i  how  slow  devotion  burns  ! 
R\.  -  languid  are  its  flames  ! 


THE  LORD'S  DAY. 

p  2  Accept  our  faint  attempts  to  love, 
Our  frailties,  Lord,  forgive  ; 
We  would  be  like  thy  saints  atx)ve, 
And  praise  thee  while  we  live. 

3  Increase,  0  Lord,  our  faith  and  hope, 

And  fit  us  to  ascend 
Where  the  assembly  ne'er  breaks  up. 
The  Sabbath  ne'er  shall  end  ; 

4  "Where  we  shall  breathe  in  heavenly  air. 

With  heavenly  lustre  shine ; 
Before  the  throne  of  God  appear. 

And  feast  on  love  divine  ; 
I  5  Where  we,  in  high  seraphic  strains, 

Shall  all  our  powers  employ, 
Deliijhied  range  th'  ethereal  plains, 

And  take  our  fill  of  joy. 

1/-\  p  Q     351     (1st  Part.)    C.  M.     Cennick.  Iri 

U  0  t/  .  Lord's-day  Evening. 

1  TT7HEX,  O  dear  Jesus,  when  shall  1 

V  V      Behold  thee  all  serene  ; 
Blest  in  perpetual  Sabbath-day, 
Without  a  veil  between. 

2  Assist  me,  while  I  wander  here, 

Amidst  a  world  of  cares  ; 
Incline  my  heart  to  pray  with  love. 
And  then  accept  my  prayers. 

3  [Release  my  soul  from  every  chain, 

No  more  hell's  captive  led  ; 
And  pardon  a  repenting  child. 

For  whom  the  Saviour  bled, 
p  4  Spare  me,  my  God,  O  spare  the  soul 

That  sives  iiself  to  thee; 
Take  all  that  I  possess  below, 

And  give  thyself  to  me.] 

5  Thy  Spirit,  O  my  Father,  give. 

To  be  my  guide  and  friend. 
To  light  my  path  to  ceaseless  joys, 
To^Sabbaths  without  end. 

1  r\n(\     351    (2iPart.)    L.  M.    Watts.        Effingham. 
J.  U  D  c7  •  Lord's-day  Evening. 

I  T  ORD,  how  delightful  'tis  to  see 
1  1    A  whole  assembly  worship  thee ! 
At  once  they  sing,  at  once  they  pray! 
They  hear  of  heaven,  and  leara  the  way. 


BEFORE  PRAYER. 

2  I  have  been  there,  and  still  would  go, 
'Tis  like  a  little  heaven  below  : 


Not  all  that  hell  or  sin  can  say, 
Shall  tempt  me  to  forget  this  day. 

3  O  write  upon  my  memory,  Lord, 
The  text  and  doctrine  of  thy  word  ; 
That  I  may  break  thy  laws  no  more, 
But  love  thee  better  than  before. 

4  With  thoughts  of  Christ  and  things  divine 
Fill  up  this  foolish  heart  of  mine  ; 

That,  hoping  pardon  through  his  blood, 
I  may  lie  down  and  wake  with  God. 

t  n<Vf\  352       L.  M.  Duke-street. 

1  U  /  U  .    The  etenml  Sabbath.    Heb.  iv.  9. 

1  npHINE  earthly  Sabbaths,  Lord,  we  love, 
JL     But  there's  a  nobler  rest  above. 
To  that  our  labouring  souls  aspire, 
With  ardent  pangs  o"f  strong  desire. 

2 No  more  fatigue,  no  more  distress, 
Nor  sin,  nor  death,  shall  reach  the  place ; 
No  groans  shall  mingle  with  the  songs 
Which  warble  from  immortal  tongues. 

3  No  rude  alarms  of  raging  foes, 

No  cares  shall  break'^the  long  repose ; 
No  midnidit  shade,  no  clouded  sun, 
But  sacred,  high,  eternal  noon. 

4  Thine  earthly  Sabbaths,  Lord,  we  love, 
But  there's  a  nobler  vest  above : 

To  that  <^ur  labouring  souls  aspire. 
With  ardent  pangs  of  strong  desire. 


HTMNS  BEFORE  PRAYER. 

1  fl  "7  1  353    L.  M.    Cowper.  Surry 

X  U  I   1  •  Exhortation  to  Prayer. 

1  "f  TT'HA.T  various  hinderances  we  meet 

VV    In  coming  to  a  mercy-seat ! 
Yet  who  that  knows  the  worth  of  prayer 
But  wishes  to  be  often  there  ! 

2  Prayer  makes  the  darken'd  cloud  withdraw, 
Prayer  climbs  the  ladder  Jacob  saw, 
Gives  exercise  to  faith  and  love, 

Brings  every  blessing  from  above. 


BEFORE  PRAYER. 

3  Restraining  prayer,  we  cease  to  fight ; 
Prayer  makes  the  Christian's  armour  bright ; 
And  Satan  trembles  when  he  sees 

The  wealcest  saint  upon  his  knees. 

4  While  ]Moses  stood  with  arms^spread  wide, 
Success  was  found  on  Israel's  side  : 

But  when  through  weariness  they  fail'd, 
Tiiat  moment  Amalek  prevail'd. 
8  5  Have  you  no  words  ?— ah  !  think  again ; 
A\  i.ils  flow  apace  when  you  complain, 
And  fill  your  fellow  creature's  ear 
With  the  sad  tale  of  all  your  care. 

/  6  Wpre  half  the  breath  thus  vainly  spent, 
To  heaven  in  supplication  sent, 
Your  ciieerful  songs  would  oftener  be, 
'  Hear  what  the  Lord  has  done  for  me.' 

p  1  T  ORD,  I  cannot  let  thee  go, 
±J    Till  a  blessing  thou  bestow ; 
Do  not  turn  away  thy  f;ice, 
IMine's  an  urgent,  pressing  case. 
2 Dost  thou  ask  me  who  I  am  ? 
Ah  !  my  Lord,  thou  know'st  my  name ; 
Yet  the  question  gives  a  plea 
To  support  my  suit  with  thee  ? 

3  Thou  didst  once  a  wretch  behold, 
In  rebellion  blindly  bold. 
Scorn  thy  grace,  thy  power  defy, 
That  pour  rebel,  Lord,  was  L 
p  4  Once  a  sinner  near  despair 

Sought  thy  mercy -seat  by  prayer; 
Mefcy  heard,  and  set  him  free  ; 
Lord,  that  mercy  came  to  me. 

5  Many  days  have  pass'd  since  then, 
IMany  changes  I  have  seen. 

Yet  have  be"en  upheld  till  now ; 
Who  could  hold  me  up  but  thou  ? 

6  Thou  hast  help'd  in  every  need ; 
This  imboldens  me  to  plead  : 
After  so  much  mercy  past, 
Canst  thou  let  me  sink  at  last? 


BEFORE  PRAYER. 

7  No— I  must  maintain  my  hold, 
'Tis  lliy  goodness  makes  me  bold,; 
I  can  no  denial  take, 
AVlien  I  plead  for  Jesus'  sake. 

t  f\>y  O  "^^^    C.  M.    Jones.  Walsal 

I  U  /  <J»     The  sitccessful  Resolve.     Estli.  iv.  16. 

1  jOOME,  luimble  sinner,  in  whose  breast 
KJ    A  thousand  thoughts  revolve, 
Come,  with  your  guilt  and  fear  opprest, 
And  make  this  last  resolve : 
2 '  I'll  go  to  Jesus,  though  my  sin 
Hath  like  a  mountain  rose  ; 
I  know  his  courts,  I'll  enter  in, 
Whatever  may  oppose : 
p  3 '  Prostrate  I'll  lie  Ijefore  his  throne, 
And  there  my  guilt  confess  ; 
I'll  tell  him  I'm  a  wretch  undone, 
Without  his  sovereign  grace  : 
4' I'll  to  the  gracious  King  approach, 
Whose  sceptre  pardon  gives  ; 
Perhaps  he  may  command  my  touch. 
And  then  the  suppliant  lives. 
5  'Perhaps  he  will  admit  my  plea, 
Perhaps  will  hear  my  prayer; 
But  if  I  i:)erish,  I  will  pray, 
And  perish  only  there. 
6 '  I  can  but  perish  if  I  go, 
I  am  resolved  to  try  ; 
For  if  I  stay  away,  I  know 
I  must  for  ever  die.' 

1  n  *7  /I  356       S.  M.  Eai?Ie-stree! 

X  U  /  Tt.  A  hroken  Heart,  and  a  bleeding  Saviour. 

1  T  TNTO  thine  altar,  Lord, 
kJ     a  broken  heart  I  bring  ; 

And  wilt  thou  graciously  accept, 
Of  such  a  worthless  thing  1 

2  To  Christ  the  bleeding  Lamb, 
My  fiiith  directs  its  eyes  ; 

Thou  may'st  reject  that  worthless  thing  1 
But  not  his  sacrifice. 

3  When  he  gave  up  the  ghost. 
The  law  was  satisfied  ; 

And  now  to  its  most  rigorous  claims, 
I  answer,  'Jesus  died.' 


BEFORE  PRAYER. 
^  O'y  ^  357    L. M.    Beddome.  Lnh 

lU/O.  Hdy  Boldness. 

1  QPRINIiLED  with  reconcilin?  blood, 
lO    I  dare  approach  thy  throne,  O  Gcd  ; 
Thy  face  no  frowning  aspect  wears, 
Thy  hand  no  vengeful  thunder  bears  ! 

2  Th'  encircling  rainbow,  peaceful  sisn, 
Doth  with  refulgent  brightness  shine ; 
And  while  my  faith  beholds  it  near, 

/     I  Lid  farewell  to  every  fear. 

3  Let  me  my  grateful  homage  pay, 

I  "With  courage  sinsr,  with  lervour  pray; 
And,  though  myself  a  wretch  undone, 
.  Hope  for  acceptance  through  thy  Son— 

4  Thy  Son,  who  on  the  accursed  tree 
Expired  to  set  the  vilest  free; 

On  this  I  build  my  only  claim, 
And  all  I  ask  is  in  his  name. 

1  Ci':/  Q  358    8.  8.  6.    J.  Straphan.  Aid 

1  U  /  D  .  The  Lord's  Prayer.    Matt.  vi.  9— )3. 

1  /^UR  Father,  whose  eternal  sway 
\_/    The  briglit  angelic  hosts  obey, 

O  lend  a  pitying  ear; 
^\nien  on  thy  awful  name  we  call, 
And  at  thy  feet  submissive  fall, 

0  !  condescend  to  hear. 

2  Far  may  thy  glorious  reign  extend. 
May  rebels  toothy  sceptre  bend  ; 

And  yield  to  sovereign  love: 
I\Iay  v;e  take  pleasure^to  fulfil 
The  sacred  dictates  of  thy  will. 

As  angels  do  above. 

3  From  thy  kind  hand  each  temporal  good. 
Our  rain'ieni  and  our  daily  fooa, 

In  rich  abundance  come  : 
Lord,  give  us  still  a  fresh  suppply, 
If  thou  withhold  thy  hand  we  die, 

And  fill  the  silent  tomb. 
p  4 Pardon  our  sins,  O  God,  that  rise, 

And  call  for  vengeance  from  the  skies; 

And,  while  we  are  forgiven, 
Grant  that  revenge  may" never  rest. 
And  rnalice  harbour  in  that  breast,' 

That  feels  the  love  of  heaven. 


BEFORE  SERMO]y<. 

6  Protect  us  in  the  dangerous  hour, 
And  from  the  wily  tempter's  power, 

O  !  set  our  spirits  free : 
And  if  temptation  should  assail, 
May  mighiy  grace  o'er  all  prevail, 

And  lead  our  hearts  to  thee. 

6 Thine  is  the  power,  to  thee  belongs 

The  constant  tribute  of  our  songs, 

All  glory  to  thy  name  : 
Let  every  creature  join  our  lays. 
In  one  resounding  act  of  praise, 

Thy  wonders  to  proclaim. 


H7MNS  BEFORE  SERMON. 


1  n  T  T  359    L.  M.    Stennett.  Portnga!. 

L\J  I    I  »  To  be  sung  hetwem  Prayer  and  Sermmi. 

1  TTTHERE  two  or  three  with  sweet  accord, 

VV      Obedient  to  their  sovereign  Lord, 
Meet  to  recount  his  acts  of  grace, 
And  offer  solemn  prayer  and  praise : 

2 '  There,'  says  the  Saviour,  *  will  I  be. 
Amid  this  little  company; 
To  them  unveil  my  smiling  face. 
And  shed  my  glories  round  the  place.' 

3  We  meet  at  thy  command,  dear  Lord, 
Relying  on  thy  faithful  word : 
Now  send  thy  Spirit  from  above, 
Now  fill  our  hearts  with  heavenly  love. 

ir\WQ  360       CM.  Barby. 

1U7  0.  1  Cor.  iii.  6,  7. 

1 TN  vain  Apollos'  silver  tongue, 
X    And  Paul's  with  strains  profound, 
Piffuse  among  the  listening  throng 
The  gospel's  gladdening  sound. 

2  Jesus,  the  work  is  wholly  thine  t 

To  form  the  heart  anew  ; 
Now  let  thy  sovereign  grace  divine 
Each  stubborn  soul  subdue. 

lATQ  361    (1st  Part.)    L.  M.  EatOEV 

X\J  I  iJ»  Before Sertncnu 

1  T^HY  presence,  gracious  God,  afford, 
J.     Prepare  us  to  receive  thy  word ; 
41 


BEFORE  SERMON. 

Now  let  thy  voice  engage  our  ear, 
And  faith  be  mix'd  wTihwhat  we  hear: 
Chor.  Thus,  Lord,  thy  waiting  servants  blesa^ 
And  crown  thy  gospel  with  success. 

2  Distracting  thoughts  and  cares  remove, 
And  fix  our  hearts  and  hopes  above  ; 
With  food  divine  may  we  be  fed, 

And  satisfied  with  living  bread: 
Chor.  Thus,  &c. 

3  To  us  the  sacred  word  apply, 
With  sovereign  power  and  energy ; 
And  may  we^in  thy  faith  and  fear, 
Reduce  to  practice  what  we  hear: 

Chor.  Thus,  &c. 

4  Father,  in  us  thy  Son  reveal ; 
Teach  us  to  know  and  do  thy  will : 
Thy  saving  power  and  love  display  ; 
And  guide  us  to  the  realms  of  day  : 

Chor.  Thus,  Lord,  thy  waiting  servants  bles3, 
And  crown  thy  gospel  with  success. 

1  n  "7  Q  361     (2d  Part.)    L.  M.  Goold. 

J.  U  /  t7  .  Lansing  for  the  Presence  and  Blessing  of  God. 

P  IT  OOK  from  on  high,  great  God,  and  see 
JLi    Thy  saints  lamenling  after  thee  : 
We  sigh,' we  languish,  and  complain; 
Revive  thy  gracious  work  again. 

f  2 To-day  thy  cheering  grace  impart, 
Bind  up  and  heal  the  broken  heart ; 
Our  sms  subdue,  our  souls  restore. 
And  let  our  foes'prevail  no  more. 
3  Thy  presence  in  thy  house  afford, 
To  every  lieart  apply  thy  word  ; 
That  sinners  may  their  danger  see, 
And  now  begin  to  mourn  for^lhee. 

ICiQCi  ^S-    C.  M.    Beddome.  Peterboro. 

U  O  U  •       The  Freeiuss  of  the  Gospel. 

1 1  TTOW  free  and  boundless  is  the  grace 
Xl    Of  our  redeeming  God, 
Extending  to  the  Greek  and  Jew, 
And  raeli  of  every  blood ! 
2  The  mightiest  king,  and  meanest  slave. 
May  his  rich  mercy  taste ; 
He  bids  the  beggar  and  the  prince 
Unto  the  gospel  feast. 


BEFORE  SERMON. 

3  None  are  excluded  thence,  but  those 

Who  do  themselves  exclude  ; 
Welcome  the  learned  and  polite, 
The  ignorant  and  rude. 

4  Come  then,  ye  men  of  every  name, 

Of  every  rank  and  tongue  ; 
What  you  are  willing  to  receive, 
Doth  unto  you  belong. 

1  rw  Q  1  363       7's.  Cookha.3i 

J,  U  O  1  •     A  Blessing  humbly  reijuested. 

p  1  T  ORD,  we  come  before  thee  now, 
l_i    At  thy  feet  we  humbly  bow  ; 

0  !  do  not  our  suit  disdain. 

Shall  we  seek  thee,  Lord,  in  vain  ? 
2  In  thy  own  appointed  way, 

Now  we  seek  thee,  here  we  stay ; 

Lord,  from  hence  we  would  not  go. 

Till  a  blessing  thou  bestow. 
f  3  Send  some  message  from  thy  word, 

That  may  joy  and'  peace  afford  ; 

Let  thy  Spirit  now  impart 

full  salvation  to  each  heart. 
4Grant  that  all  may  seek  and  find 

Thee  a  God  supremely  kind  ; 

Heal  the  sick,  the  captive  free, 
I     Let  us  all  rejoice  in  thee. 

Inort  364       L.  M.  Park-street 

\J^%»  The  Pool  of  Eethesda.    John  v.  2-4. 

1  TTOW  long,  thou  faithful  God,  shall  I 
JlJL    Here  in  thy  ways  forgotten  lie  1 
When  shall  the  means  of  healing  be 
The  channels  of  thy  grace  to  me  1 

2  Sinners  on  every  side  step  in, 

And  wash  away  their  pain  and  sin ; 

But  1,  a  helpless  sin-sick  soul, 

Still  lie  expiring  at  the  pool. 
/  3  Thou  covenant  angel,  swift  come  down, 

To-day  thine  own  appointments  crown ; 

Thy  power  into  the  means  infuse, 

And  give  them  now  their  sacred  use. 
p  4  Thou  seesl  me  lying  at  the  pool, 

1  would,  thou  know-st  I  would,  be  whole  •. 
O  let  the  troubled  waters  move, 

And  minister  thy  healing  love. 


BEFORE  SERMON. 

1  rioq  365    S.  7.  4.  Ca]varT. 

1  U  O  <J  .      Prayer  for  Minister  and  People. 

1  "p^EAREST  Saviour,  help  thy  servant 
XJ    To  proclaim  thv  wondrous  love  ! 
Pour  Ihy  grace  upon  ihis  people, 

That  tfiy  truth  they  may  approve : 

Bless,  O  bless  them, 
From  thy  shining  courts  above. 

2  Now  thy  gracious  word  invites  them 

To  partake  the  gospel-feast ; 
Let  thy  Spirit  sweetly  draw  them 
Every  soul  be  Jesus'  guest! 

O  receive  us. 
Let  us  find  thy  promised  rest. 

1  n  fi  4  366       L.  >L  StoeL 

1  U  O  ^  .  Castins  the  ax'pel-net. 

1  IVrOW,  while  the  gospel-net  is  cast, 
L\   Do  thou,  O  Lord,  the  effort  own ; 
From  numerous  disappointments  past, 
Teach  us  to  hope  in  thee  alone. 

2  IMay  this  be  a  much-favour'd  hour, 
To  souls  in  Satan's  bondage  led  ; 

O  clothe  thy  word  with  sovereign  power 
To  break  the  rocks,  and  raise  the  dead  ! 

3  To  mourners  speak  a  cheering  won!, 
On  seeking  souls  vouchsafe  to'shine  ; 
Let  poor  backsliders  be  restored. 
And  all  thy  saints  in  praises  join. 

7)  4  [0  hear  our  prayer,  and  give  us  hope 
That,  when  thy  voice  shall  call  us  home, 
Thou  still  wilt  raise  a  people  up 
To  love  and  praise  thee  in  our  room.] 

•a  f\Q  f'  367    S.  if.    Beddome.  Stoke. 

J.  U  O  O  •  Be  beheld  the  city,  and  toept  over  it. 
John  iii.  41. 

1  TTVlD  Christ  o'er  sinners  weep ; 

JL'    And  shall  our  cheeks  be  dry  ? 
Let  floods  of  penitential  grief 

Burst  forth  from  every  eye. 
2     The  Son  of  God  in  tears, 

Angels  with  wonder  see  ! 
Be  thou  astonish'd,  0  my  soul. 

He  shed  those  tears  for  thee. 


BEFORE  SERMON. 

3     He  wept  that  we  might  weep, 
Each  sia  demands  a  tear ; 
In  heaven  alone  no  sin  is  found, 
And  there's  no  weeping  there. 

1  n  Q  ^  363       8.  7.  4.  Greenf 

1  U  O  U  •  ^  Blessing  reqtiested. 

1  /^OME,  thou  soul-transforming  Spirit, 
\J    Bless  the  sower  and  the  seed ; 
Let  each  heart  thy  grace  inherit, 
Raise  the  weak,  the  hungry  feed : 

From  the  gospel 
Now  supply  thy  people's  need. 
20  may  all  enjoy  the  blessing, 

Which  tliy  word's  design'd  to  give : 
Let  us  all  thy  love  possessing, 
Joyfully  the  truth  receive; 
I  And  lor  ever 

To  thy  praise  and  glory  live ! 

1087, 

1  QINFUL,  and  blind,  and  poor, 
k5    And  lost  without  thy  grace. 

Thy  mercy  I  implore, 

And  wait  to  see  thy  face  ; 
Begging  1  sit  by  the  way-side, 
And  long  to  know  the  Crucified. 

2  Jesus,  attend  my  cry, 
Thou  Son  of  David,  hear ; 
If  now  thou  passest  by, 
Stand  still  and  call  me  near ; 

The  darkness  from  my  heart  remove, 
And  show  me  now  thy  pardoning  love. 

I  <-i  Q  Q  370    L.  M.    Beddome.        Old  Hum 

X  U  O  O  •     j^i^y  Tiingdotn  come.  Matt.  vi.  10. 

1  A  SCEND  thy  throne,  almighty  King, 
xjL    And  spread  thy  glories  all  abroad ; 
Let  thine  own  arm  salvation  bring, 
And  be  thou  known  the  gracious  God. 

2  Let  millions  bow  before  thy  seat, 
Let  humble  iTiourners  seek  thy  face, 
Bring  daring  rebels  to  thy  feet, 
Subdued  by  thy  victorious  grace. 


339        H.  M. 

I  Bartimeus.    Luke  xviii.  35- 


AFTER  SERMON". 

30  let  the  kinsdoms  of  the  world 
Become  the  kingdoms  of  the  Lord  ; 
I     Let  saints  and  angels  praise  thy  name, 
Be  thou  through  heaven  and  earth  adored. 

Ii-k  O  Q  371        L.  M.  IsliDgtoa. 

U  O  c7  .  Ezekicl's  Vision  of  the  dry  Bciies. 

1 T  OOK  down,  0  Lord,  with  pitying  eye  ; 
XJ    See  Adam's  race  in  ruin  lie  ; 
Sin  spreads  lis  trophies  o'er  the  ground, 
And  scatters  slaughter'd  heaps  around. 

2  And  can  these  mouldering  corpses  live? 
And  can  these  perish'd  bolies  revive  ? 
That,  mighty  God,  to  thee  is  known ; 
That  wondrous  work  is  all  thy  own. 

3  Thy  ministers  are  sent  in  vaia 
To  prophesy  upon  the  slain  ; 

In  vain  they  call,  in  vain  they  cry, 
Till  thine  almighty  aid  is  nigh. 

4  But  if  thy  Spirit  deign  to  breathe, 

f    Life  spreads  through  all  the  realms  of  death ; 
Dry  bones  obey  thy  powerful  voice ; 
They  move,  they  waken,  they  rejoice. 

Z  5  So  when  thy  trumpet's  awful  sound 

Shall  shake  the  heavens  and  rend  the  ground. 
Dead  saints  shall  from  their  tombs  arise, 
And  spring  to  life  beyond  the  skies. 


HVMA^S  AFTER  SERMON. 


In  on  372       CM.  NewToric 

\J(J\J»        The  ParabU  oj  the  Sower. 

i  TVIOW,  Lord,  the  heavenly  seed  is  sown, 
1 1     Be  It  thy  servants'  care 
Thy  heavenly  blessing  to  bring  down, 
By  humble,  fervent  prayer. 
2 In  vain  we  plant  without  thine  aid, 
And  water  too  in  vain  ; 
Lord  of  the  harvest,  God  of  grace, 
Send  down  thy  heavenly'rain. 
f  3  Then  shall  our  cheerful  hearts  and  tongues 
Begin  this  song  divine; 
*  Thou,  Lord,  has"t  given  the  rich  increase, 
And  be  the  glory  thine.' 


AFTER  SERMON 

1091.  373    6's  and  8's.  Bethesdau 

ON  what  has  now  been  sown, 
Thy  blessing,  Lord,  bestow: 
The  power  is  thine  alone, 

To  make  it  spring  and  grow : 
Do  thou  the  gracious  harvest  raise, 
And  thou  alone  shalt  have  the  praise. 

ICiCiCt  '^'^■1        ^-  ^'  Monmouth, 

KJaX't  The  Spread  of  the  Gospel.   Matt.  vi.  10. 

1  'I'^O  distant  lands  thy  gospel  send, 

X     And  thus  thy  empire  wide  extend ; 
To  Gentile,  Turk,  and  stubborn  Jew, 
Thou  King  of  grace  !  salvation  show. 

2  Where'er  thy  sun  or  light  arise, 
Thy  name,  O  God  !  immortalize  ; 
May  nations  yet  unborn  confess 

Thy  wisdom,  power,  and  righteousness. 

Ir\  Q  Q  3"5       C.  M.  Dundee. 

U  t7  (J  .  Duties  and  Privileges.    Jude  20,  21. 

1  TTTHILE  sinners,  who  presume  to  bear 

VV      The  Christian's  sacred  name, 
Throw  up  the  reins  to  every  lust, 
And  glory  in  their  shame  : 

2  Ye  saints  preserved  in  Christ,  and  call'd, 

Detest  their  impious  ways, 

And  on  the  basis  of  your  faith, 

A  heavenly  temple  raise. 

3  Upon  the  Spirit's  promised  aid 

Depend  from  day  to  day, 
And,  while  he  breathes  his  quickening  gale, 
Adore,  and  praise,  and  pray. 

4  Preserve  unquench'd  your  love  to  God, 

And  let  the  flame  arise, 
And  higher  and  still  higher  blaze, 

Till  it  ascend  the  skies. 
^  5  "With  a  transporting  joy  expect 

The  grace  your  Lord  shall  give, 
When  all  his  saints  shall  from  his  hands 

Their  crowns  of  life  receive. 

ICiCkA  376    (1st  Fait.)    CM.  Bray. 

LyJV^m        Now  is  the  accepted  Time. 

I  f^OTtJE,  guilty  souls,  and  flee  away 
yj    To  Christ,  and  heal  your  wounds ; 


AFTER  SERMON. 
This  is  the  welcome  gospel-day, 
Wherein  free  grace  abounds. 
2  God  loved  the  church,  and  save  his  Son 
To  drink  the  cup  of  wrath  ; 
And  Jesus  says  he'll  cast  out  none 
That  come  to  him  by  faith. 

1  n  Q  /l  376    (2d  Part.)    L.  M.  Fountain 

A  U  t/  t:»  The  convinced  Siymer  ejumtrased. 

1  "ITrHO  is  the  trembling  sinner,  who, 

VV  That  owns  eternal  death  his  due  1 
Who  mourns  his  sin,  his  guilt,  his  thrall, 
And  does  on  God  for  mercy  call  ?- 

2  Peace,  troubled  soul,  dismiss  thy  fear. 
Hear,  Jesus  speaks.  Be  of  good  cheer ; 
Upon  his  cleansing  grace  rely, 

And  thou  shalt  nevel-,  never  die. 

InO^      377    (1st  Part.)    L.M.    Stennett.      Blendon. 
\J  J  O  »  Acceptance  through  Christ  alon^.  John  liv.  6. 

1  TTOW  shall  the  sons  of  men  appear, 
JlI    Great  God,  before  thine  awful  bar! 
How  may  the  guilty  hope  to  find 
Acceptance  with  th'  eternal  Mind? 

2  Not  vows,  nor  groans,  nor  broken  cries, 
Not  the  most  costly  sacrifice, 

Not  infant  blood,  profusely  spilt, 
Will  expiate  a  sinners  guilt. 

3  Thy  blood,  dear  Jesus,  thine  alone, 
Hath  sovereign  virtue  to  atone  ; 
Here  we  wilfrest  our  only  plea, 
AVhen  we  approach,  great  God,  to  thee. 

1  A  Q  ^  377    (2d  Part.)    Ts.  Hothaas. 

IxJVD*        The  Pleasures  of  Religicm. 

1  -'T'lS  religion  that  can  give, 

X     Sweetest  pleasures  while  we  live ; 
'Tis  religion  must  supply 
Solid  comfort  when  we  die. 

2  After  death  its  joys  will  be 
Lasting  as  eternity! 

Be  the  living  God  my  friend. 
Then  my  bliss  shall  never  end. 

1  n  fk  /?  378.        L.  M.  Antigua. 

1  U  y  O  .  Hab.  ili.  17,  IS. 

1  TS  Jesus  mine  !  I'm  now 


To  meet  with  what  I  thought  most  hard  , 


AFTER  SERMON. 

Yes,  let  the  winds  of  trouble  blow, 
And  comforts  melt  away  like  snow , 
2 No  blasted  trees  or  failing  crops 
Can  hinder  my  eternal  hopes; 
Though  creatures  change,  the  Lord's  the 

same, 
Then  let  me  triumph  in  his  xiame. 

"lAQ'T  379    7's.    6  lines.  Turin. 

1  U  Cf  /  .  Hdp.    Hos.  xiii.  9. 

p    OELF-destroy'd,  for  help  I  pray  : 
O    Help  me.  Saviour,  from  above  ; 
Help  me  to  believe,  obey  ; 
Help  me  to  repent,  and  love; 
Help  me  to  keep  the  graces  given  ; 
Help  me  quite  from  hell  to  heaven. 

1  n  O  Q  380       C.  M.  St.  Martin's. 

X  U  J/  O  •  Felix  trembling.    Acts  xxiv.  24,  25. 

1  QEE  Felix,  clothed  with  pomp  and  power, 
k^    See  bis  resplendent  bride, 

Attend  to  hear  a  prisoner  preach 
The  Saviour  crucified. 

2  He  well  describes  who  Jesus  was, 

His  glories  and  his  love. 
How  he  obey'd  and  bled  below, 
And  reigns  and  pleads  above, 
f  3  Felix  up  starts,  and  trembling  cries, 
'  Go,  tor  this  time  away, 
I'll  hear  thee  on  these  points  again. 
On  some  convenient  day.' 
4  Attention  to  the  words  of  life, 
Let  Felix  thus  adjourn ; 
Lord,  let  us  make  these  solemn  truths 
Our  first  and  last  concern. 


1099. 


Jahcz's  Prayer.     I  Cliron.  iv.  9, 10. 


1  ir\  THAT  the  Lord  indeed 

yj    Would  me,  his  servant,  bless, 
From  every  evil  shield  my  head. 
And  crown  my  paths  with  peace ! 

2  *  Be  his  almighty  hand 
My  helper  and  my  guide. 

Till  with  his  saints  in  Canaan's  land, 
My  portion  he  divide.' 


AFTER  SER3I0X. 
1   1  r\  pw  3^    (1st  Fart.)    C.  M.  Miltoa 

■■■  ^  ^  '-^  •     Dairi-ng  to  loalh  in  the  Way  ofBoltrust . 
p  IT  ORD  God,  omnipotent  to  bless, 
JLi    3Iy  supplication  hear; 
Guardian  of  Jacob,  to  my  voice 
Incline  thy  gracious  ear  : 
2  If  I  have  never  yel  begun 
To  tread  the  sacred  "road, 
O  teach  my  wandering  feet  the  way 
To  Zion's  blest  abod"e  ! 
/  30r,  if  I'm  travelling  in  the  path, 
Assist  me  with  thy  strength, 
And  let  me  swift  advances  make, 
And  reach  thine  heaven  at  length, 
4  My  care,  my  hope,  my  first  request, 
Are  all  comprised  in  this. 
To  follow  where  thy  saints  have  led, 
And  then  partake  their  bliss. 

11  A  A  ^'^    (2J  Part.l    C.  "St  Bedfor* 

1  U  U  .  Good  Hcfe  uniud  with  Gratitude. 

1  TF,  Lord,  in  thy  fair  lx)ok  of  life, 
JL    ^ly  worthless  name  doth  stand ; 
And  i  a  my  heart  the  law  is  writ, 
By  thine  unerring  hand ; 
2 1  am  secure  by  grace  divine. 
Of  crowns  abo"\'e  the  skies. 
And  on  the  road,  from  thy  rich  stores, 
Shall  meet  with  fresh  supplies. 
/"  3To  thee,  in  sweet  melodious  strains, 
3Iy  grateful  voice  I'll  raise  ; 
But  life's  tx)  short,  my  power's  too  weak, 
To  show  forth  half  thy  praise. 
4  [Had  I  ten  thousand  thousand  tongues. 
Not  one  should  silent  be; 
Had  I  ten  thousand  thousand  hearts, 
I'd  give  them  all  to  thee.] 

11  AT  3^    (1st  Part.)     lO'sandll's.        Hanover- 

1  U  1  .  Praise  for  Salvation. 

1  /^UR  Saviour  alone,  the  Lord,  let  us  blesa 
\J  Who  reigns  on  his  throne,  the  Princa 

of  our  peace ; 
Who  evermore  saves  us  by  shedding  his  blood-, 
All  hail,  holy  Jesus,  our  Lord  and  our  God. 


AFTER  SERMON. 

*    2  "We  thankfully  sins  thy  dory  and  praise, 
Thou  merciful  spring  of  pity  and  grace, 
Thy  kindness  for  ever  to  men  we  will  tell, 
And  say  our  dear  Saviour  redeems  us  from 
hell. 
3  Preserve  us  in  love,  while  here  we  abide ; 

0  never  remove  thy  presence  nor  hide 
Thy  glorious  salvation,  till  each  of  us  see 
With  joy  the  blest  vision  completed  in  thee. 

I  1  m  3S3    f2d  Part.)    L.  M.  Limehouse. 

*■*■'-'■*••  Gratitude  to  Christ. 

1  nnO  Him,  who  on  the  fatal  tree, 

X     Pour'd  out  his  blood,  his  life  for  me, 
In  grateful  strains  my  voice  I'll  raise, 
And  in  his  service  spend  my  days. 

2  To  listening  multitudes  V\\  tell 
How  he  redeem'd  my  soul  from  hell, 
And  how,  reposing  on  his  breast, 

1  lost  my  cares,  and  found  my  rest. 

3  Through  him  my  sins  are  all  forgiven, 
He  ever  pleads  my  cause  in  heaven, 
I'll  build  an  altar  to  his  name. 

And  to  the  world  his  grace  proclaim. 

110^  384    (1st  Part.)    C.  M.  Geneva, 


'N 


Not  untoiu.    Pi.  cxv.  1. 

OT  unto  us,  but  thee  alone, 
Bless'd  Lamb,  be  glory  given ; 


Here  shall  thy  praises  be  begun, 
And  carried  on  in  heaven. 
2  The  hosts  of  spirits  now  with  thee 
Eternal  anthems  sing : 
To  imitate  them  here,  lo  !  we 
I        Our  hallelujahs  bring. 
/  3Had  we  our  tongues  like  them  inspired, 
Like  theirs  our  songs  should  rise; 
Like  them  we  never  should  be  tired, 
But  love  the  sacrifice. 
4  Till  we  the  veil  of  flesh  lay  down, 
p        Accept  our  weaker  lays  ; 

And  when  we  reach  thy  Father's  throne 
We'll  give  thee  nobler  praise. 


AFTER  SERMON. 

1   1  CiC)  3S4    (2d  Part.)    C.  M.  Braiatreei 

•■•■'■"  '^  •  Joying  and  glorying  in  tlu  Lord. 

1  "\7'E  saints  of  every  rank,  with  joy 

JL      To  God  your  offerings  bring ; 
Let  towns  and  cities,  hills  and  vales, 
With  loud  hosannas  ring. 

2  Let  him  receive  the  glory  due 

To  his  exalted  name  ; 
"With  thankful  tongues,  and  hearts  inflamed, 

His  wondrous  deeds  proclaim. 
I  3 Praise  him  in  elevated  strains, 

And  make  the  world  to  know, 
How  great  the  JMaster  whom  you  serve, 

And  yet  how  gracious  too. 

I  -i  ri  Q  3S5    L.  M.  Wiltoik 

i-  i-  J^*  Our  God  joT  ever  and ewr.    Ps.  xlviii.  14. 

1  'yHIS  God  is  the  God  we  adore, 

X     Our  faithful  unchangeable  Friend ; 
Whose  love  is  as  large  asliis  power, 
And  neither  knows  measure  nor  end. 

2  "Tis  Jesus,  the  First  and  the  Last, 

Whose  Spirit  shall  guide  us  safe  home; 
We'll  praise  him  for  all  that  is  past, 
And  trust  him  for  all  that's  to  come. 

11  O  J.  ^*^   ^'  ^'*    ^®'™''^'^  Devize^ 

i  U  4i  .    Q.^^^^i  ff^g  s^yclen  of  the  Son^. 

1  rpHOU  dear  Redeemer,  dying  Lamb, 
X     We  love  to  hear  of  thee  ; 

No  music's  like  thy  charming  name, 
Nor  half  so  sweet  can  be. 

2  O  let  us  ever  hear  thy  voice. 

In  mercy  to  us  speak. 
And  in  our  Priest  we  will  rejoice. 
Thou  great  JMelchisedec. 

3  Our  Jesus  shall  be  still  our  theme, 

While  in  this  world  we  stay ; 

We'll  sing  our  Jesus'  lovely  name, 

"^Vhen  all  things  else  decay. 

4  When  we  appear  in  yonder  cloud, 

With  all  thy  favour'd  throng, 
Then  will  we  sing  more  sweet,  more  loud, 
And  Christ  shall  be  our  song. 


AFTER  SERMON, 

1105. 


387       6. 4.  Bemondsej' 

Worthy  the  Lamb. 


1  f^  LORY  to  God  on  high ! 

VT    Let  earth  and  skies  reply, 

Praise  ye  his  name  : 
His  love  and  grace  adore, 
Who  all  our  sorrows  bore ; 
Sing  aloud,  evermore. 

Worthy  the  Lamb. 

2  Jesus,  our  Lord,  and  God, 
Bore  sin's  tremendous  load : 

Praise  ye  his  name  ; 
Tell  what  his  arm  hath  done, 
What  spoils  from  death  he  won ; 
Sing  his  great  name  alone. 
Worthy  the  Lamb. 

3  While  they  around  the  throne 
Cheerfully  join  in  one, 

Praising  his  name  : 
Those  who  have  felt  his  blood 
Sealing  their  peace  with  God, 
Sound  his  dear  fame  abroad. 

Worthy  the  Lamb. 

4  Join,  all  ye  ransom'd  race, 
Our  holy  Lord  to  bless ; 

Praise  ye  his  name ; 
In  him  we  will  rejoice. 
And  make  a  joyful  noise, 
Shouting  with  heart  and  voice, 

Woirthy  the  Lamb. 

5  What  though  we  change  our  place 
Yet  we  shall  never  cease 

Praising  his  name : 
To  him  our'songs  we  bring, 
Hail  him  our  gfacious  King, 
And  without  ceasing  sing, 

Worthy  the  Lamb. 

6  Then  let  the  host  above, 
Li  realms  of  endless  love, 

Praise  his  dear  name ; 
To  him  ascribed  be, 
Honour  and  majesty, 
Through  all  eternity. 

Worthy  the  Lamb. 


AFTER  SERMON. 

SS    L.  M.    Harl 
At  Dismission. 

1  TrkIS:MISS  us  with  thy  blessing,  Lord, 
XJ  Help  us  to  feed  upon  thy  word  ; 


1   1  0  fi  3SS    L.  M.    Hart. 


Help  US  to  feed  upon  thy 
All  that  has  been  amiss  forgive, 
And  let  thy  truth  within  us'live. 
2  Though  we  are  guilty,  thou  art  good, 
AVash  ail  our  works  in  Jesus'  blood  ; 
Give  every  feiter'd  soul  release 
And  bid  us  all  depart  in  peace. 

It  r\>y  389    S.  7.  4.  Greenfieli 

L\J  4  t  M  Dismission. 

1  T  ORD,  dismiss  us  with  thy  blessing, 
±J    Fill  our  hearts  with  joy  and  peace ; 
Let  us  each,  thy  love  possessing, 

Trjumph  in  redeeming  grace  : 
p  O  refresh  us ! 

Travelling  through  this  wilderness. 

2  Thanks  we  give,  and  adoration, 

For  thy  gospel's  joyful  sound  ; 
May  the' fruits  of  thy  salvation 
In  our  hearts  and  lives  abound: 

I\Iay  thy  presence 
With  us  evermore  be  found  ! 

3  So,  whene'er  the  signal's  given. 

Us  from  earth  to  call  away. 
Borne  on  angel's  wings  to  heaven, 
f        Glad  to  leave  our  cilmbrous  clay, 
Blay  we,  ready. 
Rise,  and  reign  in  endless  day ! 

11  n  C  390    C.  M.  Mea 

±\JO»        Sanctijlcation  and  Growth. 

1  TVrOW  may  the  God  of  peace  and  love, 
1 1     Who,  from  ih'  imprisoning  grave, 
Restored  tlie  Shepherd  of  the  sheep. 

Omnipotent  to  save ; 

2  Thrnugli  the  rich  merits  of  that  blood, 

Which  he  on  Calvary  spilt. 
To  make  th'  etr^rnal  covenant  sure. 
On  which  our  hopes  are  built : 

3  Perfect  our  souls  in  every  grace 

T'  accomplish  all  his  will ; 
And  all  that's  pleasing  in  his  sight, 
Inspire  us  to  fulfil ! 


DOXOLOGIES. 

4  For  the  great  Mediator's  sake, 
We  every  blessing  pray ; 
I     "With  glory  let  his  name  be  crown'd, 
Through  heaven's  eternal  day  ! 

It  f\f\  391    L.  M.  Brewer. 

L\Ja»        The  Peace  of  God  shall  keep. 

1  npHE  peace  which  God  alone  reveals, 
X     And  by  his  word  of  grace  imparts, 
Which  only  the  believer" feels, 
Direct,  and  keep,  and  cheer  our  hearts  : 

2  And  may  the  holy  Three  in  One, 
The  Father,  Word,  and  Comforter, 
Pour  an  abundant  blessing  down 
On  every  soul  assembled  here. 

1-1  -I  rv  392    8.  7.    Newton.         Cannon-street 

1  1  U.  May  the  grace,  &c.    2  Cor.  xiii.  14. 

MAY  the  grace  of  Christ  our  Saviour, 
And  the  Father's  boundless  love. 
With  the  Holy  Spirit  s  favour, 

Rest  upon  us  from  above. 
Thus  may  we  abide  in  union 

With  each  other  and  the  Lord, 

And  possess,  in  sweet  communion, 

Joys  which  earth  cannot  afford. 

DOXOLOGIES. 

1111.  393    C.  M.  Cambridge. 

TO  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost, 
Who  made  the  earth  and  heaven, 
Of  equal  dignity  possest. 
Be  equal  honours  given. 

1112.  394    S.M.    Beddome.  Silver-street 

TO  the  eternal  Three, 
In  will  and  essence  One, 
Be  universal  honours  paid, 
Co-equal  honours  done. 

i  1  U.  395    L.  M.    Bp.Ken.  OH  Hundred. 

PRAISE  God,  from  whom  all  blessings  flow 
Praise  him,  all  creatures  here  below, 
Praise  him  above,  ye  heavenly  host, 
Praise  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost. 


THE  WORLD. 

1114 

X  X  X  t.    390    lO-sandll'SjOrS'sand.e's.  Sussex 

Gmi  glory  to  God,  ye  children  of  men, 
Ancl  publish  abroad,  asain  and  atrain 
The  Son's  glorious  merit,  the  Father's  IV 

grace, 
The  gifts  of  the  Spirit,  to  Adam's  lost  race. 

1115.         397    (1st  Part)    8.7.4.  Greenf  t-; !. 

FATHER,  Son,  and  Holy  Spirit, 
Thou  the  God  whom  we  adore ; 
May  we  all  thy  love  inherit, 
To  thine  imase  us  restore  ; 

Vast  Eternal ! 
Praises  to  thee  evermore. 

1  1  1  5.  397    (2d  Part)    8.  S.  6.  or L.  C.  JI.     Alder'.on 

TO  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost, 
Be  praise  amid  the  heavenly  host, 
And  in  the  church  below. 
From  whom  all  creatures  drew  their  breath, 
By  whom  redemption  bless'd  the  earth, 
From  whom  all  comforts  flow ! 


THE  WORLD. 


11   1  fi  393    L.  ^L    Blackmore.  Leeds. 

1  1  U  .     7-;^  Vanity  of  earthly  Thingt. 

1 TTTHAT  are  possessions,  fame,  and  power, 
W      The  boasted  splendour  of  the  great ! 
What  gold,  which  dazzled  eyes  adore, 
And  seek  with  endless  toils  and  sweat  ? 
2Express  their  charms,  declare  their  use, 
That  we  their  merit  may  descry  ; 
Tell  us  what  good  they  can  produce, 
Or  what  important  wants  supply, 
p  3  If  wounded  with  the  sense  of  sin. 
To  them  for  pardon  we  should  pray, 
Will  they  restore  our  peace  within, 
And  wash  our  guilty  stains  away  ? 
/  4  Can  they  celestial  life  inspire, 
Nature  with  power  divine  renew, 


THE  W0RL15. 

With  pure  and  sacred  transports  fire 
Our  bosom,  and  our  lusts  subdue  ? 
5  When  with  the  pangs  of  death  we  strive, 
And  yield  all  comforts  here  for  lost, 
Will  they  support  us,  will  they  give 
Kind  succour,  when  we  need  it  most  ? 
a  6  When  at  th'  Almighty's  awful  bar, 
To  hear  our  final  doom  we  stand, 
Can  they  incline  the  Judge  to  spare, 
Or  wrest  the  vengeance  from  his  hand  ? 

7  Can  they  protect  us  from  despair, 
From  the  dark  reign  of  death  and  hell, 
Crown  us  with  bliss,  and  throne  us  where 
The  just,  in  joys  immortal,  dwell  1 

8  Sinners,  your  idols  we  despise, 

K these  reliefs  they  cannot  grant; 
Why  should  we  such  delusions  prize, 
And  pine  in  everlasting  want  ?' 

1-I   -i  »-r  399    C.  M.    Sfeunett.  Tcrk. 

1  L  I  »  Vanity  of  the  World.   Ps.  iv.  6. 

1  TN  vain  the  giddy  world  iriquires, 
X    Forgetful  of  their  God, 
'  Who  will  supply  our  vast  desires, 
Or  show  us  any  good  V 
/  2  Through  the  wide  circuit  of  the  earth, 
Their  eager  wishes  rove. 
In  chase  of'honour,  wealth,  and  mirth, 
The  phantoms  of  their  love. 

3  But  oft  these  shadowy  joys  elude 

Their  most  intense  pursuit : 
Or,  if  they  seize  the  fancied  good, 
There's  poison  in  the  fruit. 

4  Lord,  from  this  world  call  off  my  love. 

Set  my  affections  right ; 
Bid  me  aspire  to  joys  above, 

And  walk  no  more  by  sight. 
/  5  0  let  the  glories  of  thy  face, 

Upon  my  bosom  shine  ; 
Assured  of  thy  forgiving  grace, 

My  joys  will  be  divine. 

11   1  Q  400    C.  M.    Needham.  SL  Ann'i. 

X  1  O  •         The  rich  Fool  mrprised. 

1  "pvELUDED  souls !  who  think  to  find 
XJ    A  solid  bliss  below ; 
42 


tA  world. 

Bliss,  the  fair  flower  of  paradise, 
On  earih  can  never  grow. 
2  See  how  the  foolish  wretch  is  pleased, 
T'  increase  his  worldly  store  ; 
Too  scanty  now  he  finds  his  barns, 
And  covets  room  for  more. 
3 '  What  shall  I  do  V  distrest  he  cries ; 
'  This  scheme  will  I  pursue  ■, 
I\Iy  scanty  barns  shall  now  come  down, 
111  build  them  large  and  new : 
4 '  Here  will  I  lay  my  fruits,  and  bid 
My  soul  to  lake  its  ease  : 
Eat,  drink,  be  glad  ;  my  lasting  store 
Shall  give  what  joys  I  please? 
3  5  Scarce  had  he  spoke,  when,  lo !  from  heaven 
Til'  Almighty  made  reply  : 
'For  whom  dost  thou  provide,  thou  fool ! 
This  night  thystnf  shalt  die.' 
6  Teach  me,  my  God,  all  earthly  joys 
Are  but  an  empty  dream ; 
And  may  I  seek  my  bliss  alone 
lu  thee,  the  good  Supreme ! 

11   1  Q  401        C.  M.  Georgia, 

1  1  y.  The  whole  IVorldnn  Compemationfoi- tULci 
•  >f  one  Soul.    Mark  viii.  36. 

1  T  ORI;,  shall  we  part  with  gold  for  dross, 
J_J    With  solid  good  for  show  ! 

Outlive  our  bliss,  and  mourn  our  loss 
In  everlasting  wo ! 

2  Let  us  not  lose  the  livina  God, 

For  one  short  dream  of  joy  ; 
With  fond  embrace  cling  lo  a  clod, 
Andlling  all  heaven  away. 

3  Vain  world,  thy  weak  attempts  forbear, 

We  all  ihy  charms  defy  : 
And  rate  our  precious  souls  too  dear, 
For  all  thy  wealth  lo  buy. 

1   1  QC\  ^°^    ^'^^'    ^^"^-  Leyden. 

1  "pvEAD  be  my  heart  to  all  below, 
U    To  mortal  joys  a  ad  mortal  cares  ; 
To  sensual  bliss  that  charms  us  so. 
Be  dark,  mine  eyes,  and  deaf,  mine  ears. 


THE  CHURCH. 

2 Lord,  I  renounce  my  carnal  taste 
Of  the  fair  fruit  that  sinners  prize : 
Tlieir  paradise  siiall  never  waste 
One  thought  of  mine,  but  to  despise. 
3  All  earthly  joys  are  overweigh'd 
With  mountains  of  vexatious  care  ; 
And  wheres  the  sweet  that  is  not  laid 
A  bait  to  some  destructive  snare  1 

i  4 Begone,  for  ever,  mortal  things  ! 

Thou  mighty  mole-hill,  earthj^ farewell ! 

Angels  aspire  on  lofty  wings, 

And  leave  the  globe  for  ants  to  dwell. 

I  5  Come,  heaven,  and  fill  my  vast  desires, 

My  soul  pursues  the  sovereisn  good  ; 

She  was  all  made  of  heavenly  fires, 


y  fir 
food, 


Nor  can  she  live  on  meaner  food 


TSE  GOSPEL  CHURCH. 


LXii.  •     xhe  Stahility  and  Glory  ofZion. 

1 OAY,  who  is  she,  that  looks  abroad 
O    Like  the  sweet  blushing  dawn, 
When  with  lier  living  light  she  paints 
The  dew-drops  of  the  lawn  1 
2Fair  as  the  moon,  when  in  the  skies 
Serene  her  throne  she  guides. 
And  o'er  the  twinkling  stars  supreme 
In  fuU-orb'd  glory  rides  : 
3  Clear  as  the  sun,  when  from  the  east 
Without  a  cloud  he  springs  ; 
And  scatters  boundless  light  and  iieat 
From  his  resplendent  wings: 
8  4  Tremendous  as  a  host  that  moves 
Majestically  slow. 
With  banners  wide  display'd,  all  armV.  ' 
f        All  ardent  for  the  foe ! 
5  This  is  the  Church  by  heaven  array'd, 
With  strength  and  srace  divine  ; 
Thus  shall  she  sirikeTier  foes  with  dre&.j 
And  thus  her  glories  shine. 


THE  CHURCH. 

11  <r»  r>  404    L.  M.     Stee'.e.  Effingham. 

L%X>,       ChrUt  the  Joy  of  hit  People. 

1  'T^HE  wondering  nations  liave  beheld 
J.     The  sacred'prophecy  fulfill'd  ; 
And  angels  hail  the  glorious  morn, 
That  show'd  the  great  Messiah  born  ; 

2  The  Prince  !  the  Saviour  !  long  desired, 
"Whom  men  foretold,  by  heaven  inspired, 

J'    And  raptured,  saw  the  blissful  day 
Rise  o"er  the  world  with  healing  ray. 

3  Oft,  in  the  temples  of  his  grace. 
His  saints  behold  his  smiling  face  ; 
And  oft  have  seen  his  glories  shine 
With  power  and  majesty  divine  : 

4  But  soon,  alas  !  his  absence  mourn, 
And  pray  and  wish  his  kind  return; 
Without  his  life-inspiring  light, 
'Tis  all  a  scene  of  gloomy  night. 

p  5  Come,  dearest  Lord,  thy  children  cry, 

Our  graces  droop,  our  comfons  die ; 

Return,  and  let  thy  glories  rise 

Again  to  cur  admiring  eyes  ; 
/  6  'Till,  fiU'd  with  light,  and  joy,  and  love, 

Thy  courts  below,"like  those  above, 
I     Triumphant  hallelujahs  raise. 

And  heaven  and  earth  resound  thy  praise. 

11  (D  O  405    C.  M.    Doddridge.  Barby. 

LXxJ,  Asking  the  Way  to  Zion.    Jer.  1.  5. 

1  T^NQUIRE,  ye  pilsrrims,  for  the  way 
Hj    That  leads  to  Sion's  hill, 
And  thither  set  your  steady  face, 
With  a  determined  will. 
2 Invite  the  strangers  all  around 
Your  pious  march  lo  join  ; 
And  spread  the  sentiments  you  feel, 
Of  faith  and  love  divine. 
/  3  O  come,  and  to  his  temple  haste, 
And  seek  his  favour  there ; 
Before  his  footstool  humbly  bow, 
And  pour  your  fervent  prayer ! 
4  O  come  and  join  your  souls  to  God, 
In  everlasting  bands ; 
Accept  the  ble^ings  he  bestows, 
With  thankful  hearts  and  hands. 


THE  CHURCH. 

1  -^  ^  •  At  the  forming  a  Church. 

1  fi  REAT  Father  of  mankind, 

VJT    We  bless  that  wondrous  grace 

Which  could  for  Gentiles  find 

Within  thy  courts  a  place  : 
How  kind  the  care  our  God  displays. 
For  us  to  raise  a  house  of  prayer ! 

2  Though  once  estranged  afar, 
We  now  approach  the  throne ; 

fb'or  Jesus  brings  us  near. 
And  makes  our  cause  his  own : 
Strangers  no  more,  to  thee  we  come, 
And  find  our  home  and  rest  secure, 

3  To  thee  our  souls  we  join. 
And  love  thy  sacred  name ; 
No  more  our  own  but  thine. 
We  triumph  in  thy  claim ; 

Our  Father— King— thy  covenant  grace 
Our  souls  embrace,  thy  titles  sing. 

4  Here  in  thy  house  we  feast 
On  dainties  all  divine. 

And,  while  such  sweets  we  taste. 

With  joy  our  faces  shine  ; 
Incense  shall  rise  from  flames  of  love, 
And  God  approve  the  sacrifice. 
/  5     May  all  the  nations  throng 

To  worship  in  thy  house ; 

And  thou  attend  the  song, 

And  smile  upon  their  vows  ; 
Indulgent  still,  till  earth  conspire 
To  join  the  choir  of  Zion's  hill. 

407    L.  M.    Doddridge.  Arnheim 

The  Institution  of  a  Gospel  Ministry. 

1 17'ATHER  of  mercies,  in  thy  house 
JC      Smile  on  our  homage  and  our  vows ; 
While  with  a  grateful  heart  we  share 
These  pledges  of  our  Saviour's  care. 

2  The  Saviour,  when  to  heaven  he  rose 
In  splendid  triumph  o'er  his  foes, 
Scatter'd  his  gifts  on  men  below. 
And  wide  his  royal  bounties  flow. 

3  Hence  sprung  th'  Apostle's  honour'd  name, 
Sacred  beyond  heroic  fame ; 


1125, 


THE  CHURCH. 

In  lowlier  forms  to  bless  our  eyes, 

Pastors  from  hence,  and  teachers  rise. 
a  4 From  Christ  their  varied  gifts  derive, 

And  fed  by  Christ  their  graces  live; 

While  guarded  by  his  potent  hand, 

Midst  all  the  rage  of  hell  they  stand. 
5  So  shall  the  bright  succession  run 

Thfuugh  the  laFt  courses  of  the  sun  ; 

While'unborn  .  hurches  by  their  care, 

Shall  rise  and  flourish  large  and  fair. 
f  6  Jesus  our  Lord,  their  hearts  shall  know, 

The  spring  whence  all  these  blessings  flow 
I     Pastors  ami  people  shout  his  praise 

Through  the  lojig  round  of  endless  days. 

1  1  Ofl  '^^      ^■•^^-  Old  Hundred 

■*■■*■  '^^ »  On  sending  a  Meinher  into  the  Ministry. 

1  /~\trii  GoA  ascends  his  lofty  throne 
V^    Array'd  in  majesty  unknown; 
His  lustre  all  the  temple  fills, 
And  spreads  o'er  all  th'  ethereal  hills : 

2  The  holy,  holy,  holy  Lord, 
By  all  the  seraphim  adored, 

And;  while  they  stand  beneath  his  seat, 
They  veil  their  faces  and  their  feet. 

p  3  Lord,  how  can  ."Jinful  lips  proclaim 
The  honours  or  so  great  a  name  ? 
O  for  thine  alta.-'s  glowing  coal 
To  touch  his  lips,  to  fire  his  soul ! 
4  Then  if  a  messenger  thou  ask, 
A  labourer  for  the  hardest  task, 
Through  all  his  weakness  and  his  fear. 
Love  shall  reply, '  Thy  servant's  here.' 

/  5  Nor  let  his  willine  soul  complain, 
Though  every  elliart  seem  in  vain; 
It  ample  recompense  shall  be 
But  to  have  wrought,  O  God,  for  thee. 

1   1  O  T  409    L.  M.    DoJdridge.  Wells. 

■*•■'•'••*  Sce\in^  DircAion  inthe  Choice  of  a  Pastor. 

p  1  QHEPHERD  of  [sra^l,  bend  thine  ear, 
O    Thy  servant's  groans  indulgent  hear; 
Perplex'd,  distress'd,  to  ihee  we'cry, 
And  seek  the  guidance  of  thine  eye. 


THE  CHURCH. 

2  Send  forth,  0  Lord,  thy  truth  and  light, 
To  guide  our  doubtful  footsteps  right ; 
Our  drooping  hearts,  O  God,  sustain, 
Nor  let  us  seek  thy  face  in  vain. 

3  Return,  in  ways  of  peace  return. 
Nor  let  thy  flock  neglected  mourn  : 
May  our  bless'd  eyes  a  shepherd  see, 
Dear  to  our  souls  and  dear  to  thee. 

X  ^  O  •  Watching  for  souls.  Jin  Ordinatimi  Hyrm^. 
^  1  T  ET  Sion's  watchmen  all  awake, 
JLi    And  take  th'  alarm  they  give  ; 
Now  let  them  fronti  the  mouth  of  God 
Their  awful  charge  receive. 

2  'Tis  not  a  cause  of  small  import 

The  pastor's  care  demands  ; 
But  what  might  fill  an  angel's  heart, 
And  fiU'd  a  Saviour's  hands. 

3  They  watch  for  souls,  for  which  the  Lord 

Did  heavenly  bliss  forego  :— 
For  souls  which  nnust  for  ever  live. 
In  raptures  or  in  wo. 

4  All  to  the  great  tribunal  haste, 

Th'  account  to  render  there  ; 
And  shouldst  thou  striptly  mark  our  faultE, 
Lord,  where  should  Sve  appear !        , 

5  May  they,  that  Jesus  whom  they  preach. 

Their  own  Redeemer  see  : 
And  watch  thou  daily  o'er  their  souls, 
That  they  may  watch  for  thee. 
.   .|  ^  pv  411    L.  M.    Doddridge.  Portugal. 

1  J.  )^  y  •  The  Goodness  of  God  in  giving  Pastors. 
At  the.  Setllement  of  a  Minister.* 

1  QHEPHERD  of  Israel,  thou  dost  keep, 

io    With  constant  care,  thy  humble  sheep: 

By  thee  inferior  pastors  rise. 

To  feed  our  souls  and  bless  our  eyes. 

2  To  all  thy  churches  such  impart, 
Modell'd  by  thy  own  gracious  heart, 
Whose  courage,  watchfulness,  and  love, 
Men  may  attest,  and  God  approve. 

3 Fed  by  their  active  tender  care. 
Healthful  may  all  thy  sheep  appear  ; 
*  See  Hymn  407,  and  Association  Hymns. 


THE  CHURCH. 

And,  by  the  fair  example  led, 
The  way  to  Ziou's  pasture  tread  ! 

4  Here  hast  thou  listened  to  our  vows, 
And  scattered  blessings  on  thy  house : 
Thy  saints  are  succour'd,  and  no  more 
As  sheei  without  a  ^ide  deplore. 

5  Completely  heal  each  former  stroke, 
And  bless  the  Shepherd  and  the  flock  ; 
Confirm  the  hopes  thy  mercies  raise, 
And  bless  this  tribute  of  our  praise. 

11  Q  n  412    C.  M.     Doddridge.  Knaresboro 

i-  'JyJ*  Christ's  Care  of  Ministers  and  Churches. 

1  T")[7"E  bless  th'  eternal  Source  of  light, 

\\      "UTio  makes  the  stars  to  shine  ; 
And  through  this  dark  beclouded  world 
Diifuselh  rays  divine. 

2  We  bless  the  church's  sovereign  King, 

Whose  golden  lamps  we  are  : 

Fix'd  in  the  temples  of  his  love, 

To  shine  with  radiance  fair. 

3  Still  be  our  purity  preserved  ; 

Still  fed  with  oil  the  flame  ; 
And  in  deep  characters  inscribed, 
9ur  heavenly  ^Master's  name ! 

4  Then,  while  between  our  ranks  he  walks^ 

And  all  our  state  surveys, 
His  smiles  shall  with  new  lustre  deck 
The  people  of  his  praise. 

11  Q  I  413    L.  M  Limehona* 

1  cJ  1  .  On  the  dangerous  Illness  of  a  Minister. 

1  f^  THOU,  before  whose  gracious  throne 
V/  We  bow  our  suppliant  spirits  down, 
View  the  sad  breast,  the  streaming  eye, 
And  let  our  sorrows  pierce  the  sky. 

2  Thou  know'st  the  anxious  cares  we  feel, 
And  all  our  trembling  lips  would  tell , 
Ttiou  only  canst  assuage  our  grief, 
And  yield  our  wo-fraught  hearts  relief. 

C  Though  we  have  sinn'd,  and  justly  drea^ 
The  vengeance  hovering  o'er  our  head, 
Yet,  Po\ver  benign,  thy  servant  spare, 
Nor  turn  aside  thy  people's  prayer. 

4  Avert  the  swift-descendins  stroke, 
Nor  smite  the  shepherd  of  the  flock. 


THE  CHURCH. 

Lest  D'er  the  barren  waste  we  stray, 
To  prowling  wolves  an  easy  prey. 
5  Restore  him,  sinking  to  the  grave, 
Stretch  out  thine  arm,  make  haste  to  save  : 
Back  to  our  hopes  and  wishes  give, 
And  bid  our  friend  and  father  live. 
p  G  Bound  to  each  soul  by  tenderest  ties, 
In  every  breast  his  image  lies ; 
Thy  pitying  aid,  O  God,  impart, 
NiT  rend  him  from  each  bleeding  heart. 

7  Yet,  if  our  supplications  fail. 

And  prayers  and  tears  can  naught  prevail, 
Condemn'd  on  this  dark  desert  coast 
To  mourn  our  much-loved  leader  lost  : 

8  Be  thou  his  strength,  be  thou  his  stay. 
Support  him  through  the  gloomy  way ; 
Comfort  his  soul,  surround  his  bed. 

And  guide  him  through  the  dreary  shade. 
e  9  Around  him  may  thy  angels  wait, 

Deck'd  with  their  robes  of  heavenly  state. 
To  teach  his  happy  soul  to  rise. 
And  waft  him  to  his  native  skies. 

11  QO  '*''*       CM.  Arlinstoo. 

J.  cJ  ^  •    Ma  Minister's  leaving  his  People. 

1  TT THEN  Paul  was  parted  from  his  friends, 
VV      It  was  a  weeping  day  ; 
But  Jesus  made  them  all  amends 
And  wiped  their  tears  away. 
f  2  In  heaven  they  met  again  with  joy, 
(Secure  no  more  to  part,) 
Where  praises  every  tongue  employ. 
And  pleasure  fills  each  heart. 

3  Thus  all  the  preachers  of  his  grace. 

Their  children  soon  shall  meet ; 
Together  see  their  Saviour's  face. 
And  worship  at  his  feet. 

4  But  they  who  heard  the  word  in  vain, 

Though  oft  and  plainly  warn'd. 
Will  tremble  when  they  meet  again 
The  ministers  they  scorn'd. 

5  On  your  own  heads  your  blood  will  fall, 

If  any  perish  here  : 
The  preachers  who  have  told  you  all 
Shall  stand  approved  and  clear. 


THE  CHURCH. 

6  Yet,  Lord,  to  save  themselves  alone, 
Is  not  their  utmost  view  : 
0  !  hear  their  prayer,  thy  message  own, 
And  save  their  hearers  too. 


I  1  c3  ti  .  The  Peoples  Prayer  foi 


their  Miniiter.^ 


1  TT7ITH  heavenly  power,  O  Lord,  defenc 
\  V    Himf  whom  we  now  io  thee  commend 

His  person  bless,  his  soul  secure, 

And  make  him  to  the  end  endure. 
2Gird  him  with  all-suflkient  erace  ; 

Direct  his  feet  in  paths  of  peace ; 

Thy  truth  and  faithfulness  fulfil, 

And  help  him  to  obey  thy  will. 
3  Before  hini  thy  protection  send  ; 

O  love  him,  save  him  to  the  end  ! 

Kor  let  him,  as  thy  pilsrim,  rove 

Without  the  convoy  of  thy  love. 
I  4 Enlarge,  inflame,  and  fill  his  heart; 

In  him  thy  miirhty  power  exert ; 

That  thousands  yet  unborn  may  praise 

The  wonders  of  redeeming  grace. 

11  O  A  416    L.  M.    Gibbons.  Magdalene. 

1  <J  41: .    The  Pastor's  IVish  for  his  People. 

1  "lY TY  brethren,  from  my  heart  beloved, 
IVX    Whose  welfare  fills  my  daily  care, 
]\Iy  present  joy,  my  future  crown, 

The  word  of  exhortation  hear. 

2  Stand  fast  upon  the  solid  rock 
Of  the  Redeemer's  righteousness: 
Adorn  the  gospel  with  your  lives. 
And  practise  what  your  lips  profess. 

3  With  i)leasure  meditate  the  hour. 
When  he,  descending  from  the  skies, 
Shall  bid  your  bodies^  mean  and  vile, 

In  his  all-glorious  image  rise.  i 

4  Glory  in  his  dear,  honour'd  name,  '« 
To  him  inviolably  cleave  ;  " 
Your  all  he  purchased  by  his  blood, 

Nor  let  him  less  than  all  receive. 

•  See  also  hymn  (in  Rippon's  Selection)  420,  first,  secocd. 
and  third  parts. 

t  The  pronouns  in  this  hynin,  if  necfssary,  may  be  read  in 
8ie  plural, '  J/itm,'  &c  &c. 


MSSIONS. 

5  Such  is  your  pastor's  faithful  charge, 
Whoiie  soul  desires  not  yours,  but  you ; 
O  may  he,  at  the  Lord's  ri^hi  hand, 
Himself  and  all  his  people'  view  ! 

11  Q  PI  417    L.  M.  Duke-street 

LOO'  Ma  Choice  of  DLOCom.   1  Tim.  iii.  8—13. 

'  T7AIR  Sion's  King,  we  suppliant  how 
J?    And  hail  the  gi-ace  thy  church  enjoys ; 
Her  holy  deacons'are  thine  own, 
With  all  the  gihs  thy  love  employs. 

2 Up  to  thy  throne  we  lift  our  eyes, 
For  blessings  to  attend  our  choice,* 
Of  such  whose  prudent,  generous  zeal 
Shall  make  thy  favour'd  ways  rejoice. 

SHappy  in  Jesus,  their  own  Lord, 
May  they  his  sacred  table  spread,— 
The  talile  of  their  pastor  fill. 
And  fill  the  holy  poor  with  bread : 

4  [When  pastor,  saints,  and  poor  they  serve, 
May  their  own  hearts  with  grace  be  crown'd 
While  patience,  sympathy  and  joy, 
Adorn,  and  through  their  lives  abound.] 

5  By  purest  love  to  Christ,  and  truth, 
O  may  they  win  a  sood  degree 

Of  lyoldness  in  the  Christian  faith. 
And  meet  the  smile  of  thine  and  thee  ! 

6  And  when  the  work  to  them  assign'd, 
The  work  of  love  is  fully  done, 

Call  them  from  serving  tables  here, 
To  sit  around  thy  glorious  throne. 


MONTHLY  AND  MISSIONARY  PKiYER  MEETINGS. 

11  Qft  "^'^    (IstPart.)    8.7.  Carlisle. 

i.  c3  D  •  Glorious  things  spc'nen  of  Zion,  the  city  of  God. 

1  /^iLORTOUS  things  of  thee  are  spoken, 
vjr    Zion,  city  of  our  God  ! 
He  whose  word  cannot  be  broken, 
Form'd  thee  for  his  own  abode : 

•  If  this  hymn  be  sun;  beff^re  the  choice,  then  the  second  lino 
Cf  the  second  verse  may  stand  thus : 

'  For  wrsdom  to  direct  our  choice.' 


THE  CmJRCH. 

On  the  Rock  of  ages  founded, 
What  can  shake  ^hy  sure  repose  ?- 
"With  salvation's  wall  surrounded, 
Thou  may'st  smile  at  all  thy  foes. 

2  [See  the  streams  of  living  waters, 
Springing  from  eternal  love, 

Well  supply  tliy  sons  and  daughters. 
And  all  fear  of  want  remove  : 
"Who  can  faint  while  such  a  river 
Ever  flows  thy  thirst  t'  assuage  1 
Grace,  which,  like  the  Lordj^the  giver, 
Never  fails  from  age  to  age. 

3  Round  eacti  habitation  hovering, 
See  the  cloud  and  fire  appear! 
For  a  glory  and  a  covering. 
Showing  thai  the  Lord  is  near : 
Thus  deriving  from  their  banner 
Light  by  nishi  and  shade  by  day, 
Safe  they  fe'ed  upon  the  manna 
WTiich  he  gives  them  when  they  pray.] 

y  4 Blest  inhabitants  of  Zion, 

"Wash'd  in  the  Redeemer's  blood ! 
Jesus,  whom  their  souls  rely  on, 
IMakes  them  kings  and  priests  to  God. 
'Tis  his  love  his  people  raises 
Over  self  to  reign  as  kings : 
And  as  priestS;"his  soletnn  praises 
Each  for  a  thank-offering  brings. 
5  Saviour,  ifof  Zion's  city 
I  through  grace  a  member  am ; 
Let  the" world  deride  or  pity, 
T  will  glory  in  thy  name  : 
Fading  is  the  worldling's  pleasure, 
All  his  boasted  pomp  and  show ! 
Solid  joys,  and  lasiine  treasure, 
None  but  Zion's  children  know. 


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41S    (2iPart.)    L.  M.  Wareham. 

Prayer  for  tlit  Spread  of  the  Gospd. 


1  T?XERT  thy  power,  thy  rishts  maintain, 
Xj    Insulted,  everlasting  King! 

The  influence  of  thy  crown  increase. 
And  strangers  to  thy  footstool  bring. 

2  ["We  long  to  see  that  happy  time, 
That  dear,  expected,  blissful  day. 


MISSIONS. 

\VTiea  countless  myriads  of  our  race 
The  second  Adam  shall  obey.] 

3  Thy  prophecies  must  be  fulfiU'd, 
Though  earth  and  hell  should  dare  oppose; 
The  stone  cut  from  the  mountain's  side, 
Though  unobserved,  to  empire  grows. 

4  Soon  shall  the  mingled  ima^e  fall, 
(Brass,  silver,  iron, "gold,  anS  clay,) 
And  superstition's  gloomy  reign 
To  light  and  liberty  give  way. 

i  5In  one  vast  symphony  of  praise, 
Gentile  and  Jew  shall  then  unite ; 
And  infidelity,  ashamed. 
Sink  in  th'  abyss  of  endless  night. 

6Afric's  emancipated  sons 
Shall  join  with  Europe's  polish'd  race 
To  celebrate,  in  different  tongues, 
The  glories  of  redeeming  grace. 

7  From  east  to  west,  from  north  to  south, 
ImmanuePs  kingdom  must  extend  ; 
And  every  man,  anu   every  face, 
Shall  meet  a  brother  and  a  friend, 

11  C\n  418    (3i  Part.)    L.  M.  Chard. 

X  cj  D  •  The  approaching  Fall  of  Babylon  predicted. 

1  "pROUD  Babylon  yet  waits  her  doom, 
X      Nor  can  her  tottering  palace  fall. 
Till  some  blest  messenger  arise 
The  spacious  heathen  world  to  call. 
y  2  And  see  the  glorious  time  approach ! 
Behold  the  mighty  angel  fly, 
The  gospel  tidings  to  convey 
To  every  land  beneath  the  sky ! 

30  see,  on  both  the  India's  coast, 
And  Aliica's  unhappy  shore, 
The  unlearn'd  savage  press  to  hear ; 
And  hearing,  wonder  and  adore  : 

4  [See  while  the  joyful  truth  is  told 

'  That  Jesus  left  his  throne  in  heaven, 
And  suffer'd,  died,  and  rose  again. 
That  guilty  souls  might  be  forgiven.' 

5  See  what  delisht,  unfelt  before, 
Beams  in  his  fix'd,  attentive  eye : 
And  hear  him  ask,  '  For  wretched  me, 
Did  this  divine  Redeemer  die  ? 


THE  CHURCH. 

6  *  Ah  1  why  have  ye  so  long  forborne 
To  tell  such  welcome  news  as  ihis  ? 
Go  now,  let  every  sinner  hear, 
And  siiare  in  such  exalted  bliss.'] 

f  7  The  islands,  waiting  for  his  law, 

With  rapture  greet  the  sacred  sound ; 
-  And,  taught  the  Saviour's  [jrecious  name, 
Cast  all  i^heir  idols  to  the  ground. 

I  8  Now,  Babylon,  thy  hour  is  come, 

Thy  cursed  foundation  shall  give  way, 
And  thine  eternal  overthrow 
The  triumphs  of  the  cross  display. 

11  on  ^'^    (4th  Part.)    L.  M.  Devotion. 

X  c>  O  •    InvUaticni  to  prof-asate  the  Gospel. 

1  /~1 0,  missionaries,  and  proclaim, 

\jr    The  liiad  Redeemer  you  have  found 

Publish  his  ever-precious  name 

To  all  the  wondering  nations  round. 

2  Go,  tell  th'  unletter'd  wretched  slave, 
Who  groans  beneath  a  tyrant's  rod. 

You  bring— a/reecio/rt  bought  icith  blood, 
The  blood  of  an  incarnate  God. 
3And  tell  the  panting  sable  chief, 
On  Ethiopia's  scorching  sand. 
You  come— with  a  refreshing  stream 
To  cheer  and  bless  his  thirsty  land. 

4  Go,  tell  on  India's  golden  shores, 
The  Ganges,  Tibet",  and  Boutan, 
That  to  enrich  their  deathless  mind, 
You  come— the  friends  of  God  and  man. 

5  Tell  all  the  distant  isles  afar 
That  lie  in  darkness  and  the  grave. 
You  come— a  glorious  light  to  shoic, 
You  come— their  souls  to  seek  and  save. 

6  Say,  the  religion  you  profess 
Is  all  benevolence  and  love  ; 
And,  crown'd  with  energy  divine, 
Its  heavenly  origin  will  prove. 

11  C)n  418    (5th  Part.)     L.  M.         New  Haven. 

A  cJ  0  •  Neglect  in  spreading  the  Gospel,  reproved. 

1 4/^0,'  said  the  voice  of  heavenly  Love, 
VT  '  My  gospel  preach  to  every  land ; 
Lo  !  I  am  \viih  you  to  the  end. 
Observe  and  follow  my  command.' 


MISSIONS. 

2  With  joy  the  first  disciples  heard, 
And  told  the  ever-gracious  news, 

As  they  from  liiiii  received  in  claarge, 
First,  to  the  unbelieving  Jews: 

3  Then  to  the  Gentiles,  far  and  near, 
Fublish'd  salvation  in  his  name. 
And  the  glad  tidings  of  his  grace, 
To  this  disiinguistvd  countiy  came. 

s  4  But,  ah  !  to  spread  their  sacred  theme, 
How  few  have  our  attempts  been  found  ? 
AVhat  heathen  lauds  from  us  have  heard 
The  glorious  heart-reviving  sound  1 

5  To  us  their  duty  they  bequeathed  ; 
And  left  the  promise  on  record  ; 
And,  had  our  ardour  equall'd  theirs, 
The  same  had  been  our  blest  reward. 

6  [We  too  had  multitudes  beheld 
Forsake  the  gods  their  hands  had  made, 
A  nd  the  brigiit  beam  of  heavenly  day 
Their  yet  benighted  realms  pervade.J 

7  Saviour  divine,  our  guilt  forgive  ! 
Inspire  our  souls  with  warmer  zeal ! 
Pour  out  thy  Spirit  from  on  high  ; 
And  let  us  all  his  influence  feel. 

I  1  Q  7  4!  9    (1st  Part.)    L.  M.  Surry, 

J  X  cj  /  •     Ettcouragement  to  use  Means. 

1  "DEHOLD  th'  expected  time  draw  near, 
J3   The  shades  disperse,  the  dawn  appear; 
Behold  the  wilderness  assume 
The  beauteous  tints  of  Eden's  bloom. 

SEvents,  with  prophecies,  conspire 
To  raise  our  faith,  our  zeal  to  fire  : 
The  ripening  fields,  already  while, 
Present  a  harvest  to  our  sight. 

3  The  untaught  heathen  waits  to  know 
The  joy  the  gospel  will  bestow : 
The  exiled  slave  waits  to  receive 
The  freedom  Jesus  has  to  give. 
/  4  Come,  let  us,  with  a  sraieful  heart. 
In  the  blest  labour  share  a  part ; 
Our  prayers  and  otferinss  gladly  bring 
To  aid  the  triumphs  of  our  King. 

5  Let  us  improve  the  heavenly  gale. 
Spread  to  each  breeze  our  hoisted  sail, 


THE  CHURCH. 

Till  north  and  south,  and  east  and  west. 
Shall,  as  America,  be  blest. 
6  Invite  the  globe  to  come  and  prove 
A  Saviour's  condescending  love, 
And  humbly  fall  before  his  feet, 
Assured  they  shall  acceptance  meet. 

1  7  [Our  hearts  exult  in  songs  of  praise, 

That  we  have  seen  these  latter  days, 
When  our  Redeemer  shall  be  known 
Where  Satan  long  hath  held  his  throne.] 
8  Where'er  his  hand  hath  spread  the  skies, 
Sweet  incense  to  his  name  shall  rise  ; 
'  And  Tyre  and  Egypt,  Greek  and  Jew,' 
By  sovereign  grace  be  form'd  anew. 

11  QT  419    (2iPart.)    CM.  Irish 

J.  cJ  f  •  The  IncrtaiC  of  the  Church  promited. 

1  TT'ATHER,  is  not  thy  promise  pledged 
Jj      To  thine  exalted  Son, 
That  through  the  nations  of  the  earth 
Thy  word  of  life  shall  run  ! 
2 'Ask,  and  I  give  the  heathen  lands 
For  thine  inheritance ; 
And  to  the  world's  remotest  shores. 
Thine  empire  shall  advance.' 
3Hast  thou  not  said,  the  blinded  Jews 
Shall  their  Redeemer  own  ; 
While  Gentiles  to  his  standard  crowd. 
And  bow  before  his  throne  1 

4  When  shall  th'  untutor'd  Indian  tribes, 

A  dark,  bewildered  race, 
Sit  down  at  our  Immanuel's  feet, 
And  learn,  and  feel  his  grace  1 

5  Are  not  all  kingdoms,  tribes,  and  tongues, 

Under  th'  expanse  of  heaven, 
To  the  dominion  of  thy  Son 
Without  exemption  given?  ^ 

6  From  east  to  west,  from  north  to  south, 

Then  be  his  name  adored  ! 

2  Europe,  with  all  thy  millions,  shout, 

Hosannas  to  thy  Lord. 
I  7  Asia  and  Africa,  resound 

From  shore  to  shore  his  fame ; 
And  thou,  America,  in  songs. 
Redeeming  love  proclaim. 


MISSIONS. 
1  -I  q  Q  420    (1st  Part.)    C.  M.  Woodland. 

'*■■'•"-'  ^  *  Prayer  for  Missimiaries. 

1  f^  REAT  God,  the  nations  of  the  earth 
\jr    Are  by  creation  thine  ; 

And  in  thy  works,  by  all  beheld, 
Thy  radiant  glories  shine. 

2  But,  Lord,  thy  greater  love  has  sent 

Thy  gospel  to  mankind. 
Unveiling  what  rich  stores  of  grace 
Are  treasured  in  thy  mind. 

3  Lord,  when  shall  these  glad  tidings  spread 

The  spacious  earth  around. 

Till  every  tribe  and  every  soul, 

Shall  hear  the  joyful  sound  ! 

4  O  when  shall  Afric's  sable  sons 

Enjoy  the  heavenly  word, 
And  vassals,  long  enslaved,  become 
The  freedmen  of  the  Lord  1 

5  When  shall  th'  untutor'd  heathen  tribes, 

A  dark,  bewilder'd  race. 
Sit  down  at  our  Inunanuel's  feet, 
And  learn  and  feel  his  grace  ! 
/  6  Haste,  sovereign  mercy,  and  transform 
Their  cruelty  to  love  ; 
Soften  the  tiger  to  a  lamb, 
The  vulture  to  a  dove  ! 
7*Smile,  Lord,  on  each  divine  attempt 
To  spread  the  gospel 's  rays : 
And  build  on  sin'^s  demolish'd  throne 
The  temples  of  thy  praise. 
..rses  8,  9,  and  10,  of  this  hymn,  in  substance,  were  written  off 
Margate,  by  Mr.  William  Ward,  one  of  the  Baptist  Missiona- 
ries, on  their  departure  for  India,  May  2S,  1799. 

8  [0  charge  the  waves  to  bear  our  friends 

In  safety  o'er  the  deep  : 
Let  the  rough  tempest  speed  their  way, 
Or  bid  its  fury  sleep.] 

9  Whene'er  thy  sons  proclaim  good  news, 

Beneath  the  Banian's  shade. 
Let  the  poor  Hindoo  feel  its  power, 
And  grace  his  soul  pervade. 
a)  0  let  tlie  heavenly  Shaster  spread, 
Bid  Brahmans  preacii  the  word  ; 
*  Verses  7,  9,  and  10,  of  this  hymn,  may  be  sung  alone 


THE  CHURCH. 

Antl  may  all  India's  tribes  become 
One  Caste  lo  serve  the  Lord. 


]  1  Send  forth  thy  word,  and  let  it  fly, 
Arin'd  with  thy  Spirit's  power, 
Then  thousands  shall  confess  its  sway 
And  bless  the  saving  hour. 
1-2  Beneath  the  influence  of  thy  grace, 
The  barren  wastes  shall  rise, 
With  sudden  greens  and  fruits  array'd, 
A  blooming 'Paradise. 
13  True  holiness  shall  strike  its  root 
In  each  regenerate  heart, 
Shall  in  a  growth  divine  arise, 
And  heavenly  fruits  impart, 
s  14  Peace,  with  her  olives  crown'd,  shall  stretch 
Her  wings  from  shore  to  shore  : 
No  trump  shall  rouse  the  rage  of  war, 
No  murderous  cannon  roar. 
15  Lord,  for  those  days  we  wait ;  those  days 
Are  in  thy  word  foretold : 
Fly  swifter,  sun,  and  stars,  and  bring 
This  promised  age  of  gold. 
.6  Amen^  with  joy  divine,  let  earth's 
Unnumberd  myriads  cry  ; 
Amen,  with  joy  divine,  let  heaven's 
Unnumber'd  choirs  reply ! 

11  Q  Q  420    (2i  Part.)    L.  M.  Eath. 

J.  cJ  O  •  .?  Blesting  on  Missimis  and  Missionaries 
requested. 

iTTTHERE'ER  the  blustering  north  wind 
VV         blows. 
And  spreads  its  frost  or  fleecy  snows  ; 
Wliere'er  Ihe  sun,  with  quickening  ray, 
Shines  all  abroad  and  gives  the  day. 

•2  Wliere'er  the  lesser  orbs  of  light 
Dart  forth  their  beams  and  gild  the  night, 
There  may  his  heralds  loud'proclaim 
The  Saviour's  love,  the  Saviour's  name. 

3  For  works  so  pleasing,  so  benign, 
Lord,  grant  thy  influence  divine, 
Till  all  '  the  spacious  globe  around,* 
'  With'  raptured  '  songs  of  praise  resound.' 


MISSIONS. 

11  Q  B  ^'^^    ^^'^  ^*''*-^    ^-  ^-  Silver-street 

A  c)  O  •  Missionaries  addressed  and  encouraged,* 

1  "fTE  messengers  of  Christ, 

JL      His  sovereign  voice  obey  . 
Arise  !  and  follow  where  he  leads, 
And  peace  attend  your  way. 

2  The  Master  whom  you  serve 
Will  needful  strength  bestow ; 

Depending  on  his  promised  aid, 
With  sacred  courage  go. 

3  Mountains  shall  sink  to  plains, 
And  hell  in  vain  oppose  ; 

The  cause  is  God's,  and  must  prevail, 

In  spite  of  all  his  foes. 
y  4     Go,  spread  a  Saviour's  fame, 

And  tell  his  matchless  grace 
To  the  most  guilty  and  depraved 

Of  Adam's  numerous  race. 
5     We  wish  you,  in  his  name, 

The  most  divine  success — 
Assured  that  he  who  sends  you  forth 

Will  your  endeavours  bless. 

11  Q  Q  420     (4th  Part.)     CM.  R  ♦ 

LOOm  The  vjonder-working  God  invoked  for  his 
Church.    Is.i.  !i.  9. 

Z  1   A  WAETE,  awake,  thou  mijrhty  arm, 
xTL    Which  hast  such  wonders  wrought, 
Which  captive  Israel  freed  from  harm. 
And  out  of  Egypt  brought. 

2  Art  thou  not  it,  which  Rahab  slev?  ? 

And  cnish'd  the  dragon's  head  1 
Constrain'd  by  thee,  the  waves  withdrew. 
From  their  accustom'd  bed. 

3  Again  thy  wonted  prowess  show 

Be  thou  made  bare  again  ; 
And  let  thine  adversaries  know 
That  they  resist  in  vain. 

11  Q  Q  ''^I     (1st  Part.)    L,  M.  Rochford 

X  OtJ*  Longins  for  the  Latter  Day  Glory- 

1  TTOW  many  years  has  man  been  driven 
XX    Far  off  from  happiness  and  heaven  ? 
When  will  thou,  gracious  Lord,  restore 
Thy  wandering  church,  to  roam  no  more  ? 

See  also  hymn  415. 


THE  CHURCH. 

2  Six  thousand  years  are  nearly  past 
Since  Adam  from  liiy  sight  was  cast: 
And  ever  since,  tiis  fallen  race, 
From  age  lo  age,  are  void  of  grace. 
I  3  When  will  the  happy  trump  proclaim 
The  judgment  of  the  manyrd  Lamb  ? 
Y/hen  shall  the  captive  troops  be  free, 
And  keep  tlie  eternal  jubilee  ! 
f  4  Hasten  it,  Lord,  in  every  land  ; 

Send  thou  thine  angels  and  command, 
'  Go,  sound  delivera'nce  ;  loudly  blow, 
Salvation  to  the  saints  below.' 

5  We  want  to  have  the  day  appear ! 
The  promised  great  Sabbatic  year, 
When,  far  from  grief,  and  sin,  and  hell, 
Israel  in  ceaseless  peace  shall  dwell. 

6  Till  then,  we  will  not  let  thee  rest, 
Thou  still  shalt  hear  our  strong  request; 
And  this  our  daily  prayer  shall  be, 

I     Lord,  sound  the  trump  of  jubilee  ! 

11  Q  Q  421    (2i  Part.)    L.  M.  Portiigai 

JL  <J  y  •  Prayer  to  God  for  his  special  Interposition  in 
spreading  the  Gospel.    Zech.  ix.  13—16. 

1  i  TJOW'  long,  O  God,  '  has  man  been 

XJ.        driven' 
Far  off  from  happiness  and  heaven  ! 
'  When  will  thou'  graciously  '  restore,' 
Thy  banish'd  sons^io  rove  no  more  I 

2  For  near  six  thousand  years  thy  foe 
Has  triumphed  over  all  below  ; 
Save  that  a  little  flock  is  found, 

With  ravening  wolves  encompass'd  round. 

3  Shall  not  the  Lamb  who  once  was  slain^ 
An  ample  compensation  gain. 

And  many  happy  millions  more 
To  happiness  and  Gixl  restore  ? 

4  From  every  nation,  every  tongue, 
A  remnant  must  to  him  belong ; 
Nor  can  there  be  too  vile  a  race, 
To  lurnish  trophies  of  his  grace. 

I  5  Exert  that  power  which  could  subdue 
The  furious  slaughter-brealliing  Jew, 
And  make  him  in  thy  cause  become 
Victorious  over  Greece  and  Rome. 


MISSIONS. 

/  6  Now,  Lord,  before  thy  servants  go ; 
Let  God  himself  the  trumpet  blow  ; 
Hasten  the  gospel  jubilee, 
That  bids  a  captive  world  be  free. 

11  Q  Q  421    (3d  Part.)    lO's.  Warsaw. 

J.  cl  C/  •  The  Ho'ise  must  be  of  Fiime  and  Glory  through' 
out  all  countries.    1  Chron.  xxii.  5. 

1  npHE  house  now  to  be  builded  to  the  Lord, 
X   Whose  firm  foundation-stone  his  hand 

hath  laid, 
Shall  in  magnificence  and  fame  exceed 
That  which'king  Solomon  so  glorious  made. 

2  Wide  as  tlie  spacious  globe  on  which  we 

li'ead, 
This  sacred  temple  shall  its  bounds  extend, 
Its  blessings,  not  to  Abra'm's  seed  confined, 
Shall  millions  of  the  Gentile  race  befriend. 

3  See,  in  the  torrid  regions  of  the  south, 

The  humble  worshipper  approach  with  joy  ; 
And  shivering  natives  of  the  frozen  pole 
In  the  same  heavenly  strains  Iheir  lips  em- 
ploy. 

4  With  all  simplicity  of  word  and  deed, 
With  zeal  for  God,  and  love  to  souls  inspired, 
See  the  successful  missionaries  teach  ; 
Their  ardour  still  by  gathering  converts  fired. 

Z  5  Hark  !  they  proclaim  salvation  by  the  cross, 
And  thousands  press  t'  accept  the  boundless 

grace ; 
Jesus  his  own  almighty  power  displays, 
His  temple  now  is  universal  space. 

•■  1  q  Q  421     (41h  Fart.)    C.  M.  Victory, 

*  'Saints  longing  to  see  their  King  with  his  Crowns. 

1  /^  0  forth,  ye  saints,  behold  your  King, 
vJT    With  godlike  honours  crown'd, 
Ten  thousand  beauties  in  his  word 

Shall  spread  his  fame  around. 

2  Where'er  the  sun  begins  its  race, 

Or  stops  its  swift  career, 
Both  east  and  west  shall  own  his  grace, 
And  Christ  be  honour'd  there. 

3  Ten  thousand  crowns  encircling  show 

Tiie  victories  he  hath  won : 


THE  CHURCH. 

0  may  his  conquests  ever  grow, 
While  time  its  course  shall  run. 
J  4  Ride  forth,  thou  mighty  Conqueror,  ride 
And  millions  more  subdue, 
Destroy  our  enmity  ami  pride, 
And  we  will  crown  thee  too. 
1  1    Ar\      422    (1st  Part.)    L.M.  Glines.  Eaton 

■»■  J-  ^  U  .        Gentaa  praying  for  Jews. 

1  "pATHER  of  faithful  Abra'm,  hear 

X.      Our  earnest  suit  for  Abra'm's  seed  ; 
Justly  they  claim  the  softest  prayer 

From  us,  adopted  in  their  stead, 
Who  mercy  through  their  fall  obtain, 
And  Christ  by  their  rejection  gain. 

2  Outcast  from  thee,  and  scatter'd  wide. 

Through  every  nation  under  heavep, 
Blaspheming  whom  they  crucified, 

Unsaved,  unpltied,  unforgiven  : 
Branded  like  Cain,  they  bear  their  load, 
Abhorr'd  of  men,  and  cursed  of  God. 

3  But  hast  thou  finally  forsook, 

For  ever  cast  thy  own  away  ? 
Wilt  thou  not  bid  "the  murderers  look 

On  him  they  pierced,  and  weep  and  pray* 
Yes,  erracious  Lord,  thy  word  is  past, 
'  All  Israel  shall  be  saved  at  last.' 

4  Come,  then,  thou  great  Deliverer,  come, 

The  veil  from  Jacob's  heart  remove : 
Receive  thy  ancient  people  home, 

That,  quicken'd  by  thy  dying  love, 
The  world  may  their  reception  view. 
And  shout  to  Ged  the  glory  due. 

11  idO  '^^    (2d  Part.)    e*sand8*s.  Aiiiheret. 

-*■  ^^*  121  angelical  Philanthropy. 

f\     T>  EJOICE,  the  Saviour  reigns 
XV    Among  the  sons  of  men ; 
He  breaks  the  prisoner's  chains, 
And  makes  them  frev3  again : 
Let  hell  oppose  God's  only  Son, 
In  spite  of  foes  his  cause  goes  on. 
2     The  cause  of  righteousness, 
And  truth,  anrt^holy  peace, 
Design'd  our  world  to  bless, 
Shall  spread  and  never  cease  ; 


MISSIONS. 

Gentile  and  Jew  their  soula  shall  bow, 
Allegiance  due  with  rapture  vow. 

3  The  baffled  prince  of  hell, 
In  vain  new  projects  tries, 
Truth's  empire  to  repel, 
By  cruelty  and  lies  ; 

Th'  infernal  gates  shall  rage  in  vain, 
Conquest  awaits  the  Lamb  once  slain. 

4  He  died  but  soon  arose, 
Triumphant  o'er  the  grave ; 
And  now  himself  he  shows 
Omnipotent  to  save . 

Let  rebels  kiss  the  victor's  feet, 
Eternal  bliss  his  subjects  meet. 

5  All  power  is  in  his  hand, 
His  people  to  defend, 

To  liis  most  high  command 

Shall  millions~more  attend  : 
All  heaven  with  smiles  approves  his  cause, 
And  distant  isles  receive  his  laws. 

6  This  little  seed  from  heaven 
Shall  soon  become  a  tree  ; 
This  ever-blessed  leaven 
Diffused  abroad  must  be ; 

Till  God  the  Son  shall  come  again. 
It  must  go  on.    Amen :  Amen ! 

PAUSE. 

7  Ye  who  have  known  his  name, 
Subserve  his  glorious  plan  ; 
Proclaim  to  all  your  race 

The  friend  of  God  and  man : 
How  happy  ye  who  own  his  sway  ! 
Ye  own'd  shall  be  another  day. 
I  8     All  hail,  incarnate  Lord, 

Our  souls  triumphant  cry, 

Be  thy  bless'd  name  adored, 

By  all  beneath  the  sky : 
But  when  we  join  the  hosts  above, 
In  strains  divine  we'll  sing  thy  love. 

11  ACi  422    (3d Part.)     L.  M.  Sterling. 

J.    ±\J,       The  Fields  white  for  HaruesL* 

f  1  r  IFT  up  your  joyful  eyes,  and  see 
JLi    A  plenteous  harvest  all  around, 
*  The  hymns  from  the  427th  to  tlie  44Ist  also  relate  to  the 
•pread  of  the  Gospel,  and  the  happiness  of  the  Church. 


THE  CHURCH. 

Ri];>ening  for  bliss,  and  not  a  grain 
Shall  ever  fall  unto  the  ground  ; 

2  A  harvest  of  immortal  souls, 
Secured  by  an  almighty  power  ; 

Nor  heat  nor  cold,  nor  storms  shall  hurt, 
Nor  ravenous  beasts  of  prey  devour. 

3  0  happy  day,  when  all  th'  elect 
Complete  in  number  shall  be  found. 
And,  like  their  great,  their  mystic  Head, 
Be  with  eternarhonours  crown'd. 


11   Af\  ^^    (4th  Part)    L.  M.  Old] 

1  4tU»  He  must  reign. 

1  T7"ES,  mighty  Jesus  !  thou  shalt  reign, 

JL      Till  all  thy  hauahty  foes  submit ; 
Till  hell,  and  all  her  trembling  train, 
Become  like  dust  beneath  thy  feet. 

2  Then  rescued  souls  shall  bless  thy  power, 
Thy  arm  shall  fidl  salvation  bring ;  • 
Thy  saints  in  that  illustrious  houi-^ 

Shall  conquer  with  their  conquering  King. 

3  And  when,  through  brilliant  gates  of  gold, 
Thou  lead'st  thy~chosen  to  the  skies, 
May  we  the  shining  pomp  behold. 

And  partners  of  the"  triumph  rise. 

4  Then,  ranged  thy  blazing  throne  arouad, 
The  Saviour's  honours  we'll  proclaim  ; 
While  heaven's  transported  realms  resound 
Thy  glorious  deeds  and  darling  name. 


.iSSOCIATIOys ;  OR,  GENEHiL  MEETINGS  OF 
CHURCHES  ANB  MINISTERS.* 


11    /|  I  423    C.  M.    Doddridge.  York 

X  'i  X  •  Spiritual  Associaticms  registered  in  Heaven. 

1  T^HE  Lord  on  mortal  worms  looks  down 
J.     From  his  celestial  throne  ; 

And,  when  the  wicked  swarm  around 
He  well  discerns  his  own. 

2  He  sees  the  tender  hearts  that  mourn 

The  scandals  of  the  times, 
And  join  their  eflforts  to  oppose 
The  wide-prevailing  crimes, 
*  See  also  hymns  403—406.    412—422. 


ASSOCUTIONS. 

3  Low  to  the  social  band  he  bows 

His  still  attentive  ear: 
And,  while  his  angels  sing  around, 
Delights  their  voice  to  hear. 

4  The  chronicles  of  heaven  shall  keep 

Their  words  in  transcript  fair, 
In  the  Redeemer's  book  of  life 

Their  names  recorded  are. 
5 '  Yes,  (saith  the  Lord.)  the  world  shall  know 

These  humble  souls  are  mine ; 
These  when  my  jewels  I  produce, 

Shall  in  full  lustre  shine. 
6 '  When  deluges  of  fiery  wrath 

My  foes  away  shall  bear, 
That  liand  which  strikes  the  wicked  through 

Shall  all  my  children  spare.' 

11  AO  ^'^    ^'  ^^'     ^'  ^'^'"^'^-  Blendon. 

•■•   ■*^*  jV/inuferi  abounding  in  the  Work  of  the  Lord, 

1  "DEFORE  thy  throne,  eternal  King, 
J)     Thy  ministers  their  tribute  brmg, 
Their  tribute  of  united  praise, 
For  heavenly  news  and  peaceful  days. 

/  2  We  sing  the  conquests  of  thy  sword, 
And  publish  loud  thy  healing  word  ; 
WTiile  angels  sound  thy  glorious  name, 
Thy  saving  grace  our  lips  proclaim. 

3  Thy  various  service  we  esteem 
Our  sweet  employ,  our  bliss  supreme ; 
And,  while  we  feel  thy  heavenly  love, 
We  burn  like  seraphim  above. 
i  4  Nor  seraphs  there  can  ever  raise, 
With  us,  an  equal  song  of  praise  : 
They  are  the  noljlest  work  of  God, 
But  we  the  purchase  of  his  blood. 

5  Still  in  thy  work  would  we  abound  ; 
Still  prune  the  vine  or  plough  the  ground; 
Thy  sheep  with  wholesonie^pasiure  feed, 
And  watch  them  with  unwearied  heed. 

g  6  Thou  art  our  Lord,  our  life,  our  love, 
Our  care  below,  and  crown  above : 
Thy  praise  shall  be  our  best  employ, 
Thy  presence  our  eternal  joy. 


THE  CHURCH. 

11   /I  Q  ^^^    '-'•  "^'-    Doddridge.  Woodlar 

A  ^cj  •    Lovest  thou  me  ?  feed  my  la;nbs. 

1  ~p|0  not  I  love  thee,  O  my  Lord  ?- 

1  '    Behold  my  heart  and  see. 
And  turn  each  cursed  idol  out 
That  dares  to  rival  thee. 

2  Do  not  I  love  thee  from  my  soul  ? 

Then  let  me  nothing  love  : 
Dead  be  my  heart  to  every  joy, 
AVhen  Jesus  cannot  move. 
/  3  Is  not  thy  name  melodious  still 
To  mine  attentive  ear '? 
Doth  not  each  pulse  with  pleasure  bound, 
I\Iy  Saviour's  voice  to  hear '? 
4  [Hast  thou  a  lamb  in  all  thy  flock, 
I  would  disdain  to  feed? 
Hast  thou  a  foe,  before  whose  face 
I  fear  thy  cause  to  plead  ? 
/  5  Would  not  my  ardent  spirit  vie, 
"With  angels  round  thy  throne 
To  executerthy  sacred  will, 
And  make  tliy  glory  known  ? 
6  Would  not  my  heart  pour  forth  its  blood 
In  honour  of  thy  name  1 
And  challenge  the  cold  hand  of  death 
To  damp  th'  immortal  flame  ?] 
p  7  Thou  know'st  I  love  thee,  dearest  Lord ; 
But,  O  !  I  long  to  soar 
Far  from  the  sphere  of  mortal  joys, 
And  learn  to  love  thee  more. 


1144 


426    L.  M.    Bed Jome.  Jlonaioutlj, ' 

Prayer  for  Ministers. 


1  T7ATHER  of  mercies,  bow  thine  ear, 
J-      Attentive  to  our  earnest  prayer; 
AVe  plead  for  those  who  plead  for  thee. 
Successful  pleaders  may  tliey  be  ! 

2  How  great  their  work,  how  vast  their  charge 
Do  thou  their  anxious  souls  enlarge  ; 
Their  best  acquirements  are  our  gam 

We  share  the  blessings  they  obtain. 

3  Clothe,  then,  with  energy  divine, 

Their  words,  and  let  those  words  be  thine: 
To  them  thy  sacred  truth  reveal, 
Suppress  their  fear,  inflame  their  zeal. 


ASSOCIATIONS. 

4  Teach  Ihem  to  sow  the  precious  seed ; 
Teach  Ihem  thy  chosen  tiock  to  feed  ; 
Teach  them  immortal  souls  to  gain- 
Souls  that  will  well  reward  their  pain. 

5  Let  thronging  multitudns  around 
Hear  from  their  lips  the  joyful  sound, 
In  humble  strains  thy  grace  implore, 
And  feel  thy  new-creating  power. 

6  Let  sinners  break  their  massy  chains, 
Distressed  souls  fors^et  their  pjains  ; 

Let  light  through  distant  realms  be  spread, 
And  Zion  rear  her  drooping  head. 

1-%    A  f  427    (1st  Part.)    8.7.4.  Greenville. 

1  4t}  •  Prayer  fw  a  Revival, 

1  QAVIOUR,  visit  thy  plantation, 
O    Grant  us,  Lord,  a  gracious  rain ! 
All  will  come  to  desolation, 

Unless  thou  return  again : 

Lord,  revive  us, 
All  our  help  must  come  from  thee ! 

2  Keep  no  longer  at  a  distance, 

Shine  upon  us  from  on  high, 
Lest,  for  want  of  thine  assistance. 
Every  plant  shall  droop  and  die : 
Lord,  (fee. 

3  Surely,  once  thy  garden  flourish'd. 

Every  part  look'd  gay  and  green  ; 
Then  thy  word  our  spirits  nourish'd, 
Happy  seasons  we  have  seen ! 
Lord,  &c. 
p  4  But  a  drought  has  since  succeeded, 
And  a  sad  decline  we  see  : 
Lord,  thy  help  is  greatly  needed. 
Help  can  only  come  from  thee : 
Lord,  &c. 

5  Where  are  those  we  counted  leaders, 

Fill'd  with  zeal,  and  love,  and  truth  ; 
Old  professors,  tall  as  cedars, 
Bright  examples  to  our  youth ! 
Lord,  &c. 

6  Some  in  whom  we  once  delighted, 

We  shall  meet  no  more  below. 
Some,  alas  !  we  fear,  are  blighted, 
Scarce  a  single  leaf  they  show : 
Lord,  &c. 


THE  CHURCH. 

7  Younger  plants— ihe  sight  how 

Coverd  thick  with  blossoms  stood ; 
But  thpy  cause  us  erief  at  present, 
Frosts  have  nipp'd  them  in  the  bud  : 
Lord,  &c. 
/  S  Dearest  Saviour,  hasten  hither, 

Thou  canst  make  them  bloom  again, 
0!  permit  them  not  to  wither, 
Let  not  all  our  hopes  be  vain. 
Lord,  &c. 
9  Let  our  mutual  love  be  fervent ; 
Make  us  prevalent  in  prayers, 
Let  each  one  esteem'd  thy  servant, 
Shun  the  world's  bewitching  snares : 
Lord,  &c. 
10  Break  the  tempter's  fatal  power, 
Turn  the  stony  heart  to  flesh ; 
And  begin  from  this  good  hour 
To  revive  thy  work  afresh  : 

Lord,  revive  us. 
All  our  help  must  come  from  thee. 

I  -I  /<  r  427    (2d  Part.)    L.  M.  Leyden. 

II  1<J>  p^j.^  Church  in  o  low  Condition. 

1  f\  GOD  of  Zion  !  from  thy  throne, 
\J    Look  with  an  eye  of  pity  down  ; 
Thy  church  now  humbly  makes  her  prayer- 
Thy  church,  the  object  of  thy  care. 

2  "We  are  a  building  thou  hast  raised, 

Ho\v  kind  thy  hand,  that  hand  be  praised: 

Yet  all  to  utter  ruin  falls, 

If  thou  forsake  our  tottering  walls. 

3  We  call  to  mind  the  happier  days 

Of  life  and  love,  of  prayer  and  praise,— 
When  holy  services  gave  birth 
To  joys  resembling  heaven  on  earth. 
;?  4But  now  the  ways  of  Zion  mourn, 
Her  gates  neglected  and  forlorn: 
Our  life  and  liveliness  are  fled. 
And  many  number"d  with  the  dead ; 
5  We  need  defence  from  all  our  foes, 
We  need  relief  from  all  our  woes, 
If  earth  and  hell  should  yet  assail, 
Let  neither  earth  nor  hell  prevail. 


ASSOCIATIONS. 

6  Near  to  each  other  and  to  thee, 
I.ord,  bring  us  all  in  unity  ; 

0  pour  thy  Spirit  from  on  high, 
And  all  our  numerous  wants  supply. 

7  O  show  that  in  our  low  estate, 
No  blessing  for  us  is  too  great ; 

We  plead  thy  Son,  we  plead  thy  word, 
O  Founder,  Patron,  bounteous  Lord  ! 

1    1  j^r  42T    (31  Part.)    ll's.  Bower. 

1  i^U,  Comfort  for  the  Church  in  Trouble. 

I  f\  ZION !  afflicted  with  wave  upon  wave,. 

\J    Whom  no  man  can  comfort,  whom  no 
man  can  save  ; 

With  darkness  surrounded,  by  terror  dis- 
may'd, 

In  toiling  and  rowing  thy  strength  is  decay'd 
2 Loud  roaring,  the  billows  now  nigh  over- 
whelm, 

But  skilful's  the  Pilot  who  sits  at  the  helm ; 

His  wisdom  conducts  thee,  his  power  thee 
defends. 

In  safety  and  quiet  thy  warfare  he  ends. 
3'  O  fearful !  0  faithless  !'  in  mercy  he  cries, 

'  My  promise,  my  truth,  are  they  light  in 
thine  eyes  ? 

Still,  still  I  am  with  thee,  my  promise  shall 
stand. 

Through  tempest  and  tossing  I'll  bring  thee 
to  land. 
4*  Forget  thee  I  will  not,  I  cannot,  thy  name 

Engraved  on  my  heart  doth  for  ever  remain ; 

The  palmsof  my  hands,  whilst  I  look  on,  I  see 

The  wou  nds  I  recei  ved  when  suffer  i  ng  for  thee. 
5 'I  feel  at  my  heart,  all  thy  sighs  and  thy 
groans. 

For  thou  art  most  near  me,  my  flesh  and  my 
bones ; 

In  all  thy  distresses  thy  Head  feels  the  pain, 

Yet  all  are  most  needful,  not  one  is  in  vain. 
6 '  Then  trust  me,and  fear  not,thy  life  is  secure ; 

My  wisdom  is  perfect,  supreme  is  my  power ; 

In  love  I  correct  thee,  thy  soul  to  refine, 

To  make  thee  at  length  in  my  likeness  to 
shine. 


THE  CHURCH. 

7  'The  foolish,ihefearful,the  weak  are  my  care, 
The  helplf-ss,  the  hopeless,  I  hear  their  sad 

prayer ; 
From  all  their  afflictions,  my  glory  shall 

spring, 
And  the  deeper  their  sorrows,  the  louder 
they'll  sing.' 
11^0  428    8.  7.  4.  Tamwortlu 

•■•■*•'*'-'•  Lcnsinsfor  the  Spread  of  the  Gospel. 

1  i^'ER  the  gloomy  hills  of  darkness, 
\J    Look,  my  soul,  be  still  and  gaze ; 
All  the  promises  do  travail 

With  a  glorious  day  of  grace ; 

Blessed  jubilee, 
Let  thy  glorious  morning  dawn ! 

2  Let  the  Indian,  let  the  negro, 

Let  the  rude  barbarian  see 
That  divine  and  glorious  conquest, 
Once  oblain'd  o'n  Calvary  ; 
Let  the  Gospel 
I        Loud  resound  from  pole  to  pole. 

3  Kingdoms  wide  that  sit  in  darkness, 

Grant  them,  Lord,  the  glorious  light ; 
And  from  eastern  coast  to  wesiern. 
May  the  morning  chase  the  night ; 

And  redemption 
Freely  purchased  win  the  day. 

4  [i\Iay  the  glorious  day  approaching, 

On  their  grossest  darkness  dawn, 
And  the  everlasting  Gospel 
Spread  abroad  thy  holy  name, 

All  the  borders 

Of  the  great  Immanuel's  land.] 

./  5Fly  abroad,  thou  mighty  Gospel ; 

Win  and  conquer^  never  cease ; 

s     May  thy  lastin^r,  wide  dominions, 

Multiply,  and  still  increase; 

Sway  thy  sceptre, 
Sa\iour,  all  the  world  around. 
1  1  /I  "7  429    L.  M.    Beddome.         Duke-street 

-'••■•  ^  *  •          Tht  Increase  of  the  Church. 

I  I  QHOUT,  for  the  blessed  Jesus  reigns, 
O    Through  distant  lands    his  triumphs 
spread ; 


ASSOCIATIONS. 

And  sinners,  freed  from  endless  pains, 
Own  him  their  Saviour,  and  Iheir  Head. 

2  Ilis  sons  and  daughters  from  afar 
Daily  at  Zion's  gate  arrive  ; 
Those  who  were  dead  in  sin  before, 
By  sovereign  grace  are  made  alive. 

3  [Oppressors  bow  beneath  his  feet, 
O'ercome  by  his  victorious  power: 
Princes  in  humble  posture  wait. 

And  proud  blasphemers  learn  t'  adore. 

4  Gentiles  and  Jews  his  laws  obey, 
Nations  remote  their  offerings  bring : 
And,  unconstrain'd  their  homage  pay 
To  their  exalted  God  and  Kingt] 

5  O  may  his  conquest  still  increase, 
And  every  foe  his  power  subdue  ; 
While  angels  celebrate  his  praise, 
And  saints  his  glowing  glories  show. 

I  6  Loud  hallelujahs  to  the  Lamb, 
From  all  below,  and  all  above. 
In  lofty  songs  exalt  his  name, 
In  songs  as  lasting  as  his  love. 

It  AQ  430    6's  and  &'s.  Carter-lane, 

1  ^  O  »  The  hicrcase  of  the  McssiaWs  Kingdom. 

LL  hail,  incarnate  God  ! 
The  wondrous  things  foretold 
Of  thee  in  sacred  writ. 
With  joy  our  eyes  behold. 
Still  does  thine  arm  new  trophies  wear, 
And  monuments  of  glory  rear. 
2     To  thee  the  hoary  head 
Its  silver  honours  pays. 
To  thee  the  blooming  youth 
Devotes  its  brightest  days  ; 
And  every  age  their  tribute  bring, 
And  bow  to  thee,  all-conquering  King. 
/  3     O  haste,  victorious  Prince, 
That  happy,  glorious  day, 
When  souls,  like  drops  of  dew, 
Shall  own  thy  gentle  sway  : 
O  may  it  bless  our  longing  eyes. 
And  bear  our  shouts  beyond  the  skies. 
4     All  hail,  triumphant  Lord, 
Eternal  be  thy  reign : 


A' 


THE  CHTRCH. 

Behold  the  nations  sue 

To  wear  thy  gentle  chain  :  i 

"\Vlien  eartii  and  time  are  known  no  more,  j 

Thy  throne  siiall  stand  for  ever  sure.  ' 

11  A  Q  ^'^'    ^^  ^""^  ^'^-  Bethesda. 

1  ^(Jt  Tfie  compldvig  of  tnz  spiritual  Temple 

1  QING  to  the  Lord  above, 

O    Who  deigns  on  earth  to  raise 

A  temple  to  his  love, 

A  monument  of  praise  ; 
Ye  saints  around,  through  all  its  frame, 
Harmonious  sound  the  Builder's  name. 

2  Beneath  his  eye  and  care 
The  edifice  shall  rise 
IMajestic,  strong,  and  fair, 
And  shine  above  the  skies  ; 

There  shall  he  place  the  polish'd  stone 
Ordain'd  the  work  of  grace  to  crown. 

COLLECTIONS  FOR  POOR  CHURCHES  AND  POOR 
BRETHREN.* 

11  ^n  432    8.  7.    B.  Francis.         Irwin  Chapel. 

XD\J»  CoUfction  for  Ministers,  or  Missionaries^ 

1  "pRAISE  the  Saviour,  all  ye  nations..  , "^B 
X    Praise  him  all  ye  hosts  above  •  « 

I     Shout,  with  joyful  acclamations, 
His  divine  victorious  love  ; 
Be  his  kingdom  now  promoted, 
Let  the  earth  her  monarcl)  know ; 
Be  my  all  to  him  devoted, 
To  my  Lord  my  all  I  owe. 

2  See  how  beauteous  on  the  mountains 
Are  tlieir  feet,  whose  grand  design 

Is  to  guide  us  to  the  fountains 
Tliat'o'erflovv  with  bliss  divine— 
Who  proclaim  the  joyful  tidings 
Of  salvation  all  around— 
Disregard  the  world's  deridings, 
And  in  works  of  love  abound. 

3  With  my  substance  I  will  lionour 
My  Redeemer  and  my  Lord  ; 

Were  ten  thousand  worlds  my  manor, 
All  were  nothing  to  his  word  ; 
*  See  also  hyjun  216. 


COLLECTIONS. 

/  Wlvile  the  heralds  of  salvation, 
His  abounding  grace  proclaim, 
Let  his  friends  of  every  station 
Gladly  join  to  spread  his  fame. 

1  1   ;r  I  433    C.  M.    Doddridge.  New  Ycnt 

-■••*•'-'  ^  •     Believing  Christ  in  his  Members. 

1  TESUS,  my  Lord,  how  rich  thy  grace ! 
cl     Thy  bounties  how  compl3te  ! 
How  shall  I  count  the  matchless  sum, 

How  pay  the  mighty  debt  1 

2  High  on  a  throne  of  radiant  light 

t)ost  thou  exalted  shine : 
What  can  my  poverty  bestow. 
When  all  the  worlds  are  thine  ? 

3  But  thou  hast  brethren  here  below, 

Tixe  partners  of  thy  grace ; 
And  wilt  confess  their  humble  names 

Before  thy  Father's  face. 
i  In  them  thou  may'st  be  clothed  and  fed. 

And  visited  and  cheer'd  ; 
And  in  their  accents  of  distress, 

My  Saviour's  voice  is  heard. 
5  Thy  face,  with  reverence  and  with  love. 

We  in  thy  poor  would  see  ; 
O  let  us  rather  beg  our  bread, 

Than  keep  it  back  from  thee. 

1  "1   XC)  ^•^'^    ^-  ^'  Antigua, 

*  •*  ^''^*  Of  thine  own  have  we  given  thee. 

1  npHE  Lord,  who  rules  the  world's  affairs, 
A.  For  me  a  well-spread  board  prepares 
My  grateful  thanks  to  him  shall  rise, 

He  knows  my  wants,  those  wants  supplies. 

2  And  shall  I  grudge  to  give  his  poor, 
A  mite  from  all  my  generous  store  1 
No,  Lord  !  the  friends  of  thine  and  thee 
Shall  always  find  a  friend  in  me. 

1   I    ro  435    L.  AL    Gibbons.  Islingbn. 

*■  ^^^*  The  JBmeficc7icc  of  Christ  for  our  Imitation. 
1  TTTHEN  Jesus  dwelt  in  mortal  clay, 
VV    What  were  his  works  from  day  to  day, 
But  miracles  of  power  and  grace, 
That  spread  salvation  through  our  race  ? 
44 


CHURCH  MEETINGS. 

2  Teach  us,  O  Lord,  to  keep  in  view 
Thy  pauern,  and  ihy  sle|is  pursue  ; 
Lei  alms  bestow 'd,  let  kindness  done, 
Be  witness'd  by  each  rolling  sun. 

3  That  man  may  last,  but  never  lives, 
Who  much  receives,  but  nothing  gives, 
Whom  none  can  love,  whom  none"can  thank, 
Creation's  blot,  creation's  blank  : 

4  But  he  who  marks,  from  day  to  day, 
In  generous  acts  his  radiant  way  ; 
Treads  the  same  path  the  Saviour  trod, 
The  path  to  glory  and  to  God. 

11   X  A  436    C.  M.  Uish. 

X  O  ~r«  Providing  lags  that  wax  not  old. 

1  ■\7"ES,  there  are  joys  that  cannot  die, 

X      With  God  laid  up  in  store ; 
Treasure,  beyond  the  changing  sky, 
Brighter  than  golden  ore. 

2  The  seeds  which  piety  and  love 

Have  scatter'd  here  below, 
In  the  fair  fertile  fields  above. 
To  ample  harvests  grow.       * 

3  The  mite  my  willing  hands  can  give, 

At  Jesus'  feet  Ilay  ; 
Grace  shall  the  humble  gift  receive, 
And  grace  at  large  repay. 


CBURCS  MEETINGS. 


11   f^  X  437    S.  M.    StennefL  Silve 

1  O  O  »  Praise  for  Conversion.    Ps.  Ixvi.  16. 

1  /^031E,  ye  that  fear  the  Lord, 
V_^    And  listen  while  I  tell 

How  narrowly  my  feet  escaped 
The  snares  of  death  and  hell. 

2  The  flatterins  joys  of  sense 
Assail'd  my  iTxilish  heart, 

While  Satan,  wiiii  malicious  skill. 
Guided  the  poisonous  dart, 

3  I  fell  beneath  the  stroke, 
Bui  fell  to  rise  again; 

My  anguish  roused  me  into  life, 
And  pleasure  sprung  from  pain. 


CHURCH  MEETINGS. 
p  4     Darkness,  and  shame,  and  grief 
Oppress'd  my  gloomy  mind  ; 
I  looli'd  around  me  for  relief, 
But  no  relief  could  find. 

5  At  length  to  God  I  cried, 

He  heard  my  plaintive  sigh  ; 
He  heard,  and  instantly  he  sent 
Salvation  from  on  high. 

6  My  drooping  head  he  raised  ; 
My  bleeding  wounds  he  heal'd  ; 

Pardon'd  my  sins,  and  with  a  smile 
The  gracious  pardon  seal'd. 

7  O !  may  I  ne'er  forget 
The  mercy  of  my  God  ; 

Nor  ever  want  a  tongue  to  spread 
His  loudest  praise  abroad. 

11  f^n  43S    C.  M.  Bray. 

1  O  D  .  The  Conversicm  of  Sinners  a  Matter  for  Praise. 

1  'T^HERE'S  joy  in  heaven,  and  joy  on  earth, 
X     When  prodigals  return, 
To  see  desponding  souls  rejoice. 
And  haughty  sinners  mourn. 
2 '  Come,saints,  and  hear  what  God  hath  done,' 
Is  a  reviving  sound  : 

0  may  it  spread  from  sea  to  sea, 
E'en  all  the  globe  around  ! 

3  Often,  O  sovereign  Lord,  renew 
The  wonders  of  this  day; 
That  Jesus  here  may  see  his  seed, 
And  Satan  lose  his  prey. 
I  4  Great  God,  the  work  is  all  thine  own, 
Thine  be  the  praises  too ; 
Let  every  heart  and  every  tongue 
Give  thee  the  glory  due. 

11   fj  1^  439    C.  M.     Newton.  Cambridge. 

XO/«    Apostasy— fVill  ye  also  go  away  ? 

1 TTTHEN  any  turn  from  Zion's  way, 

VV    (Alas,  what  numbers  do  !) 

Methinks  I  hear  my  Saviour  say, 

'  Wilt  thou  forsake  me  too  V 

p  2  Ah,  Lord  !  with  such  a  heart  as  mine, 

Unless  thou  hold  me  fast, 

1  feel  I  must,  I  shall  decline, 
And  prove  like  them  at  last. 


CHURCH  ]VIEETTNGS. 

3  Yet  thou  alone  hast  power,  I  know, 

To  save  a  wretch  like  me; 

To  whom  or  whither  could  I  go, 

If  I  should  turn  from  thee  1 

4  Beyond  a  doubt,  I  rest  assured 

Thou  art  the  Christ  of  God  ; 

Who  hast  eternal  life  secured 

By  promise  and  by  blood. 

5  The  help  of  men  and  angels  join'd 

Could  never  reach  my  case  ; 
Nor  can  I  hope  relief  to'  find. 
But  in  thy  boundless  grace. 

6  No  voice  but  thine  can  give  me  rest, 

And  bid  my  fears  depart ; 
No  love  but  thine  can  make  me  bless'd, 

And  satisfy  ray  heart. 
p  7  "What  anguish  has  that  question  stirr'd, — 

If  I  will  also  go  ? 
Yet,  Lord,  relymg  on  thy  word, 

I  humbly  answer,  no  ! 

1  1   ro  440    L.M.    Steele.  Dnnsbuj 

^  ^OOt  yo  lohom  shall  toe  ^o  but  unto  thu  ? 

1  rpHOU  only  Sovereign  of  my  heart, 
_L   My  Refuge,  my  almighty  Friend, 
And  can  my  soul  from  thee  depart, 
On  whom  alone  my  hopes  depend  ? 
p  2  Whither,  ah  !  whither  shall  I  go, 
A  wretched  wanderer  from  my  Lord  1 
Can  this  dark  world  of  sin  and  wo 
One  glimpse  of  happiness  afford  1 
f  3  Eternal  life  thy  words  impart. 
On  these  my  fainting  spirit  lives, 
Here  sweeter  comforts  cheer  my  heart 
Than  all  the  round  of  nature  gives. 

4L'"t  earth's  alluring  joys  combine. 
While  thou  art  near,  in  vain  they  call; 
One  smile,  one  blissful  smile  of  thine, 
Bly  dearest  Lord,  outweighs  them  all. 

5  Thy  name  my  inmost  powers  adore, 
Thou  art  my  life,  my  joy,  my  care ; 
8     Depart  from  thee  !— 'Tis  death— 'tis  more, 
'Tis  endless  ruin,  deep  despair. 


BAPTISM. 

6  Low  at  thy  feet  my  soul  would  lie, 
Here  safely  dwells  and  peace  divine; 
Still  let  me  live  beneath  thine  eye 
For  life,  eternal  life  is  thine. 

11   (iCk  ^^^    ^•^^-    Gibbons.  Eat 

XD  J»     Prayer  for  the  whole  Church. 

1 TN  thee,  thou  all-sufficient  God, 
X  The  springs  of  happiness  arise 
That  cheer  this  howling  waste  beloW| 
And  bless  the  mansions  of  the  skies. 

2"We,  the  productions  of  thy  power, 
And  pensioners  upon  thy  love, 
Look  to  thy  throne  with  longing  eyes, 
And  wait  thy  blessings  from  above. 

3  Protect  the  young  from  every  snare. 
And  let  thy  staff'support  the  old  ! 
Relieve  the  poor,  nor  let  the  rich 
Have  all  their  heritage  in  gold. 
f  4 Let  joyful  saints  still  taste  thy  grace; 
Give  to  the  mourners  heavenly  day  ; 
Sustain  the  strong,  and  quick  revive 
The  withering  plants  from  their  decay. 

BAPTISM. 

11  ^n  442    L.M.    6  lines.  Eat< 

1  U  U  •      ChrUt  baptized  in  Jordaru 

I TN  Jordan's  tide  the  Baptist  stands, 
A    Immersing  the  repenting  Jews ; 
The  Son  of  God  the  rite  demands, 
Nor  dares  the  holy  man  refuse  : 
Jesus  descends  beneath  the  wave, 
The  emblem  of  his  future  grave. 
«  2  Wonder,  ye  heavens !  your  Maker  lies, 
In  deeps,  conceal'd  from  human  view: 
Ye  saints,  behold  him  sink  and  rise, 

A  fit  example  thus  for  you  : 
The  sacred  record,  while  you  read, 
Calls  you  to  imitate  the  deed. 
3  But,  lo !  from  yonder  opening  skies, 
What  beams  of  dazzling  glory  spread  ! 
Dove-like  th'  eternal  Spirit  flies. 

And  lights  on  the  Redeemer's  head : 
Amazed,  they  see  the  power  divine 
Aound  the  Saviour's  temples  shine. 


BAPTISM. 

s  4  But,  hark!  my  soul,  hark,  and  adore ! 

What  sounds  are  those  that  roll  along  1 
I     Not  like  loud  Sinai's  awful  roar, 
X>        But  soft  and  sweet  as  Gabriel's  song  : 
*  This  is  my  well-beloved  Son, 
I  see  well-pleased  what  he  hath  done.' 
5  Thus  th'  eternal  Father  spoke, 
Who  shakes  creation  with  a  nod : 
Through  parting  skies  the  accents  broke, 

And'bid  us  hear  the  Son  of  God : 
O  hear  the  awful  word  to-day, 
Hear,  all  ye  nations,  and  obey  ! 

11/^1  443    L.  M.    J.  Stennett.  Luton, 

X  D  1  •  Ji  baptismal  Hymn. 

1  'T'HE  great  Piedeemer  we  adore, 
X     Who  came  the  lost  to  seek  and  save, 
Went  humbly  down  from  Jordan's  shore, 
To  find  a  tomb  beneath  its  wave  I 

2*  Thus  it  becomes  us  to  fulfil 
All  righteousness,'  he  meekly  said  : 
'  Why  should  we  then  to  do  hia  will 
Or  be  ashamed,  or  be  afraid  V 

3  Witli  thee  into  thy  watery  tomb, 
Lord,  'tis  our  glory  to  descend  ; 
'Tis  wondrous  srace  that  pives  us  room 
To  lie  interr'd  by  such  a  friend. 

4Yet  as  the  yielding  waves  give  way. 
To  let  us  see  the  light  again, 
So,  on  the  resurrection  d'ay. 
The  bands  of  death  proved  weak  and  vain, 

5  Thus,  when  thou  shalt  again  appear, 
The  sates  of  death  shalTopen  wide, 
{     Our  dust  thy  mighty  voice  shall  hear. 
And  rise  and  triumph  at  thy  side. 

11  nr\  444    8.  8. 6.  Broadmead. 

1  O/^.  Thui  it  bccometh  us,  &c   Matt.  iii.  15. 

1  rpHUS  it  became  the  Prince  of  grace, 
JL    And  thus  should  all  the  favour'd  race 

High  heaven's  command  fulfil ; 
For  that  the  condescend  in?  God 
Should  lead  his  followers  through  the  flood 
Was  heaven's  eternal  will. 
2 'Tis  not  as  led  by  custom's  voice, 
We  make  these  ways  our  favour'd  choice, 


BAPTISM. 

And  thus  with  zeal  pursue ; 
No,  heaven's  eternal,  sovereign  Lord 
Has,  in  the  precepts  of  his  word, 

Enjoin'd  us  thus  to  do. 

3  And  shall  we  ever  dare  despise 
The  gracious  mandate  of  the  skies, 

Where  condescending  Heaven, 
To  sinlul  man's  apostate  race. 
In  matchless  love  and  boundless  grace, 
His  will  reveal'd  has  given  ? 

/  4  Thou  everlasting  gracious  King, 
Assist  us  now  thy  grace  to  sing, 

And  still  direct  our  way 
To  those  bright  realms  of  peace  and  rest, 
Where  all  th'  exulting  tribes  are  bless'd 
With  one  great  choral  day. 

11  rj  Q  445    8.  7.    Fawcett.  German's. 

■I-  "  "^  •     Invitation  to  fdllova  the  Lamb. 

1  TTUMBLE  souls,  who  seek  salvation 
XI  Through  the  Lamb's  redeeming  blood, 
Hear  the  voice  of  Revelation, 

Tread  the  path  that  Jesus  trod : 
Flee  to  him  your  only  Saviour, 

In  his  mighty  name  confide  : 
In  the  whole  of  your  behaviour,  ^ 

Own  him  as  your  sovereign  guide. 

2 Hear  the  bless'd  Redeemer  call  you, 

Listen  to  his  gracious  voice ; 
Dread  no  ills  that  can  befall  you. 

While  you  make  his  ways  your  choice  ; 
Jesus  says, '  Let  each  believer 

Be  baptized  in  my  name  ;' 
He  himself,  in  Jordan's  river. 

Was  immersed  beneath  the  stream. 

3  Plainly  here  his  footsteps  tracing, 

Follow  him  without  delay  ; 
Gladly  his  command  embracing, 

Lo!  your  Captain  leads  the  way: 
View  the  rite  with  understanding, 

Jesus'  grave  before  you  lies  ; 
Be  interr'd  at  his  commanding. 

After  his  example  rise. 


BAPTISM. 

It  n  A  *16    C.  M.  York. 

1  D'^»  The  Bdiaxr  cotutrained  by  Itu  Love  of  Christ. 

p  1  T^EAR  Lord,  and  will  ihy  pardoning  love 
jLJ    Embrace  a  wretch  so  vile  ? 
Will  thou  my  load  of  suilt  remove, 
And  bless  me  with  Thy  smile  ? 
2  Hast  thou  the  cross  for  me  endured, 
And  all  its  shame  despised, 
And  shall  I  be  ashamed,  O  Lord, 
"With  thee  to  be  baptized  1 
SUidst  thou  the  great  example  lead, 
In  Jordan's  swelling  flood  1 
And  shall  my  pride  disdain  the  deed 
Thai's  worthy  of  my  God  7 
y  4  Dear  Lord,  the  ardour  of  thy  love 
Reproves  my  cold  delays ; 
And  now  my  willing  footsteps  move 
In  thy  delightful  ways. 

11  fi  ^  ^'*"    ^-  ^'     Rvland.        St  Sebastian'*, 

A  D  cl .  Hinder  me  not.    Gen.  ixiv.  56.* 

1  [T T7HEN  Abraham's  servant,  to  procure 

VV    A  wife  for  Isaac  went. 
He  met  Rebekah— told  his  wish— 
Her  parents  gave  consent. 

2  Yet  for  ten  days  they  urged  the  man. 

His  journey  to  delay  ; 
'Hinder  me  not,'  he  quick  replied, 
'  Since  God  hath  crown'd  my  way.' 

3  'Twas  thus  I  cried,  when  Christ  the  Lord, 

I\Iy  soul  to  him  did  wed  ; 
'  Hinder  me  nor,'  nor  friends  nor  foes, 
'  Since  God  my  way  hath  sped.' 
4'  Slay,'  says  the  world,  '  and  taste  awhile 
My  every  pleasant  sweet ;' 
'  Hinder  me  not,'  my  soul  replies, 
'  Because  the  way  is  great.' 
5 '  Stay,'  Satan,  my  old  master,  cries, 
'  Or  force  shall  thee  detain  ;' 
'  Hinder  me  not,  I  will  be  gone, 
INIy  God  has  broke  thy  cnain.'] 
6  In  all  my  Lord's  appointed  ways, 
My  journey  I'll  pursue : 

•  This  hvmn  may  begin  at  the  6th  veise. 


BAPTISM. 

Hinder  me  not,  ye  much-loved  saints, 
For  I  must  go  with  you. 
/  Through  floods  and  flames,  if  Jesus  lead, 
I'll  follow  where  he  goes ; 
Hinder  me  not,  shall  be  my  cry, 
Though  earth  and  hell  oppose. 
STlirough  duty  and  through  trials,  too, 
ril  go  at  his  command  : 
Hinder  me  not,  for  I  am  bound 
To  my  Immanuel's  land. 
9  A.nd  when  my  Saviour  calls  me  home, 
Still  this  my  cry  shall  be. 
Hinder  me  not,  come,  welcome  death, 
I'll  gladly  go  with  thee. 

448    CM.    J,  Slennett.  Mean 

Immersion. 


1166. 


1  npHUS  was  the  great  Redeemer  plunged 
X   In  Jordan's  swelling  flood. 

To  show  he  must  be  soon  baptized 
In  tears,  and  sweat,  and  blood. 

2  Thus  was  his  sacred  body  laid 

Beneath  the  yielding  wave  ; 
Thus  was  his  sacred  body  raised 
Out  of  the  liquid  grave. 

3  Lord,  we  thy  precepts  would  obey. 

In  thy  own  footsteps  tread. 
Would  die,  be  buried,  rise  with  thee, 
Our  ever-living  Head. 

1  1  fi7  449    8.7.  Sicilian. 

i  J.  U  f  •  Juried  with  Christ  in  Baptism. 

1  JESUS,  mighty  King  in  Sion  ! 

J    Thou  alone  our  guide  shalt  be  ! 
Thy  commission  we  rely  on, 
We  would  follow  none  but  thee : 

2  As  an  emblem  of  thy  passion, 

And  thy  victory  o'er  the  grave. 

We  who  know  thy  great  salvation 

Are  baptized  beneath  the  wave. 

3  Fearless  of  the  world's  despising, 

We  the  ancient  path  pursue  ; 
Buried  with  our  Lord,  and  rising 
To  a  life  divinely  new. 


BAPTISM. 

11  /J  Q  450    L.  M.    J.  Sfenneft.  AddL<iOD.\ 

1  O  O  •  -J  baptismal  Hymn. 

1  QEE  how  the  willing  converts  trace 
O  The  path  their  great  Redeemer  trod  ; 
And  follow  through  his  liquid  grave, 
The  meek,  the  lowly  Son  of  God  ! 

2 Here  they  renounce  their  former  deeds. 
And  to  a  heavenly  life  aspire ; 
Their  rags  for  glorious  robes  exchanged, 
They  shine  in  clean  and  bright  attire. 

30  sacred  rite,  by  thee  the  name 
Of  Jesus  we  to  own  begin  : 
This  is  our  resurrection  pledge. 
Pledge  of  the  pardon  of  our  sm. 
I  4  Glory  to  God  on  high  be  given. 
Who  shows  his  grace  to  sinful  men. 
Let  saints  on  earth,  and  hosts  in  heaven, 
In  concert  join  their  loud  Amen. 

11  ^  Q  451    L.  M.    Greg?.  Devotion. 

1  O  t/  »  Not  ashamed  of  Christ. 

1  JESUS  !  and  shall  it  ever  be, 

J     A  mortfil  man  asliamed  of  thee ! 
Ashamed  of  thee,  whom  angels  praise. 
Whose  glories  shine  through  endless  days  1 

2  Ashamed  of  Jesus,  sooner  far 
Let  evening  blush  to  own  a  star ; 
He  sheds  th'e  beams  of  light  divine 
O'er  this  benighted  soul  of  mine. 

3  Ashamed  of  Jesus  !  just  as  soon 
Let  midnight  be  ashamed  of  noon  : 
'Tis  midnight  with  my  soul  till  he. 
Bright  Morning  Star  !  bid  darkness  flee. 

4  Ashamed  of  Jesus,  that  dear  friend, 
On  whom  my  hones  of  heaven  depend  ! 
No :  when  I  blush— be  this  my  shame, 
That  I  no  more  revere  his  name. 

5  Ashamed  of  Jesus  !  yes,  I  may 
When  I've  no  guilt  to  wash  away. 
No  tear  to  wipe,  no  good  to  crave, 
No  fears  to  quell,  no  soul  to  save. 

6  Till  then,  nor  is  my  boasting  vain— 
Till  then  I  boast  a  Saviour  slain! 
And  O,  may  this  my  glory  be, 
That  Christ  is  not  ashamed  of  me .' 


BAPTISM. 

7  [His  institutions  would  I  prize, 
Take  up  my  cross— the  shame  despise; 
Dare  to  defend  his  noble  cause, 
And  yield  obedience  to  his  laws.] 

11  >Jf\  452    L.  M.  Chard. 

X  I  \J  *  They  were  ba-ptized  both  Men  and  Women. 

1  /~i  REAT  God,  we  in  thy  courts  appear, 
VT  With  humble  joy  and  holy  fear 
Thy  wise  injunctions  to  obey  ; 

Let  saints  and  angels  hail  the  day ! 

2  Great  things,  0  everlasting  Son, 
Great  things  for  us  thy  grace  hath  done ; 
Constrain'd  by  thy  almighty  love, 

Our  willing  feet  to  meet  thee  move. 

3  In  thy  assembly  here  we  stand. 
Obedient  to  thy  great  command  ; 
The  sacred  flood  is  full  in  view. 

And  thy  sweet  voice  invites  us  through. 

4  The  world,  the  Spirit,  and  the  Bride 
Must  not  invite  and  be  denied  ; 
Was  not  the  Lord,  who  came  to  save, 
Interr'd  in  such  a  liquid  grave  ? 

5  Thus  we,  dear  Saviour,  own  thy  name, 
Receive  us  rising  from  the  stream  ; 
Then  to  thy  table  let  us  come, 

And  dwell  in  Zion  as  our  home. 

J.  X  /  1  •  Morning  before  Baptism ;  or,  at  the  Water-tida. 

1  TTOW  great,  how  solemn  is  the  work 
XI  Which  we  attend  to-day  ' 

Now  for  a  holy,  solemn  frame, 
O  God,  to  thee  we  pray. 

2  0  may  we  feel  as  once  we  felt. 

When  pain'd  and  grieved  at  heart, 
Thy  kind,  forgiving,  melting  look 
Relieved  ou^r  every  smart. 

3  Let  graces  then  in  exercise 

Be  exercised  again ; 
And,  nurtured  by  celestial  power, 
In  exercise  remain. 

4  Awake,  our  love,  our  fear,  our  hope, 

Wake,  fortitude  and  joy, 
Vain  world  begone ;  let  things  above 
Our  happy  inoughts  employ. 


BAPTISJM. 

5  Whilst  thee,  our  Saviour  and  our  God, 
To  all  around  we  own  ; 
Drive  each  rebellious  rival  lust, 
Each  traitor  from  the  throne. 
6Instruct  our  minds,  our  wills  subdue, 
To  heaven  our  passions  raise, 
That  hence  our  lives,  our  all,  may  be 
Devoted  to  tliy  praise. 

*■  ^  I  ^*  The Adminiitrator. 

1 4/1 0,  teach  the  nations,  and  baptize,' 
vT  Aloud  th'  ascending  Jesus  cries ; 
His  glad  Apostles  took  the  word, 
And  round  the  nations  jjreach'd  their  Lord 

2  Commission'd  thus  by  Zion's  King, 
We  to  his  holy  laver  bring 
These  happy  converts,  who  have  known 
And  trusted  in  his  grace  alone. 

3 Lord,  in  thy  house  they  seek  thy  face, 
O  bless  them  with  peculiar  grace  ; 
Refresh  their  souls  with  love  divine. 
Let  beams  of  glory  round  them  shine. 


SINGLE  FERSES  ON  BAPTISyi.* 


1173 1185.     453-467    L.M. 

WHATE'ER  to  theey  our  Lord,  belongs. 
Is  always  worthy  of  our  songs  : 
And  all  thy  works,  and  all  thy  ways. 
Demand  our  wonder  and  our  praise. 

Beddome. 

Hosannas  to  the  church's  Head, 
Who  suffer'd  in  our  room  and  stead  ! 
He  was  immersed  in  Jordan's  flood. 
And  then  immersed  in  sweat  and  blood  1 

J.  Stennett. 

Behold  the  grave  where  Jesus  lay, 
Before  he  shed  his  precious  blood  1 

•  As  it  IS  common  to  sing  by  the  water-side,  and  as  some  of 
cnr  brethren  in  the  country  give  out  a  verse  or  two  while  they 
are  administering  the  ordjumce  it  is  hoped  these  single  verses 
will  be  acceptable. 


BAPTISM. 

How  plain  he  mark'd  the  humble  way 
To  sinners  through  the  mystic  flood ! 

Beddome. 

Come,  ye  redeemed  of  the  Lord, 
Come,  and  obey  his  sacred  word ; 
He  died,  and  rose  again  for  you ; 
What  more  could  the  Redeemer  do ! 


We  to  this  place  are  come  to  show 
What  we  to  boundless  mercy  owe ; 
The  Saviour's  footsteps  to  explore, 
And  tread  the  path  he  trod  before. 
Eternal  Spirit,  heavenly  Dove, 
On  these  baptismal  waters  move ; 
That  we,  through  energy  divine, 
May  have  the  substance  with  the  sign. 
All  ye  that  love  Iramanuel's  name, 
And  long  to  feel  th'  increasing  flame, 
'Tis  you,  ye  children  of  the  light, 
The  Spirit  and  the  Bride  invite. 

H.F — . 
Ye  who  your  native  vileness  mourn. 
And  to  the  great  Redeemer  turn, 
Who  see  your  wretched  state  by  sin, 
'  Ye  blessed  of  the  Lord,  come  in.'' 
Jesus,  my  Saviour,  and  my  all, 
Methinks  I  hear  thy  gentle  call ; 
These  are  the  soundsl^that  chide  my  stay 
'  Arise,  my  love,  and  come  away.' 
Amazing  grace  !  and  shall  I  still 
Prove  disobedient  to  thy  will  1 
Ah !  no :  dear  Lord,  the  watery  tomb 
Belongs  to  thee,  and  there  I  come. 

H — . 
Apostles  trod  this  holy  ground, 
This  is  the  road  believers  go ; 
My  Jesua  in  this  way  was  found, 
I  charge  my  soul  to  tread  it  too. 

J.  Stennett. 
With  lowly  minds,  and  lofty  songa. 
Let  ail  admire  the  Saviour's  grace, 
Till  the  great  rising  day  reveal 
Th'  immortal  glory  of  his  face. 


BAPTISM. 

G .       - 

To  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost, 
We  humbly  dedicate  our  powers ; 
If  with  Jehovah's  blessing  crown'd, 
Immortal  happiness  is  ours. 

11  Gd  46S    6-3  and  S's.  Bethesda. 

X  O  D  •      -tn  Addras  to  the  Holy  Spirit. 

1  "pvESCEND,  celestial  Dove, 

X/  And  make  thy  presence  known ; 
Reveal  our  Saviour's  love, 

And  seal  us  for  thine  own  ; 
Unbless'd  by  thee,  our  works  are  vain, 
Nor  can  we  e'er  acceptance  gain. 

2  When  our  incarnate  God, 

The  sovereign  Prince  of  Light, 
In  Jordan's  swelling  flood 

Received  the  holy  rile. 
In  open  view  thy  form  came  down, 
And  dove-like  flew,  the  King  to  crown. 

3  The  day  was  never  known. 

Since  time  began  its  race. 
On  which  such  glory  shone, 

On  which  was  shown  such  grace. 
As  that  which  shed,  in  Jordan's  streanVi 
On  Jesus'  head  the  heavenly  beam. 
/  4  Continue  still  to  shine. 

And  fill  us  with  thy  fire: 
This  ordinance  is  thine. 

Do  thou  our  souls  inspire  ! 
Thou  wilt  attend  on  all  thy  sons, 
'  Till  time  shall  end,'  thy  promise  runs. 

If  Q>y  469    C.  M.  Zion. 

lO  I  %        After  Baptism.   Mark  xvi.  16. 

1  i  "PROCLAIM,'  saith  Christ,  '  my  won- 
Jl         drous  grace 
To  all  the  s  >ns  of  men ; 
He  that  believes,  and  is  baptized, 
Salvation  shall  obtain.' 
2 Let  plenteous  grace  descend  onihose,* 
Who,  hoping  in  thy  word, 
This  day  have  publicly  declared 
That  Jesus  is  ikeir  Lord. 
•  The  words  of  this  hymn  which  are  in  Italics  may  easily  be 
put  into  the  singular  lumber. 


BIPTISM. 

f  3  With  cheerful  feet  may  they  advance, 
And  run  the  Christian  race ; 
And  through  the  troubles  of  the  way, 
Find  all-sufficient  grace. 

11  O  C  ^'"'    *"•  ^-    Doddridge.         St.  Georgab 

X  00»  A  practical  Improvement  of  Baptism. 

1  \  TTEND,  ye  children  of  your  God, 
Xi.  Ye  heirs  of  ^lory  hear ; 

For  accents  so  divine  as  these 
Might  charm  the  dullesi  ear. 

2  Baptized  into  your  Saviour's  death, 

Your  souls  to  sin  must  die : 
With  Christ  your  Lord,  ye  live  anew. 
With  Christ  ascend  on  high. 

3  There  by  his  Father's  side  he  sits, 

Enthroned,  divinely  fair; 
Yet  owns  himself  your  brother  still. 

And  your  forerunner  there. 
f  4  Rise  from  these  earthly  trifles,  rise 

On  wings  of  faith  and  love  ; 
Above  yoiir  choicest  treasure  lies. 

And  be  your  hearts  above. 
5  But  earth  and  sin  will  drag  us  down. 

When  we  attempt  to  fly ; 
Lord,  send  thy  strong  attractive  power 

To  raise  and  fi.x  us  high. 

11  Q  Q  471    C.  M.    Beddome.  Peterborot 

1  O  t/  •     ffc  went  on  his  way  rejoicing. 

1  'T^HE  holy  Eunuch,  when  baptized, 
X   Went  on  his  way  with  joy ; 
And  who  can  tell  what  rapturous  thoughts 
Did  then  his  mind  employ  1 
2'  Is  that  most  glorious  Saviour  mine. 
Of  whom  I  lately  read  ? 
Who,  bearing  all  my  sins  and  griefs, 
Was  number'd  with  the  dead  ? 
3 'Is  he,  who,  bursting  from  the  grave. 
Now  reigns  above  the  sky. 
My  advocate  before  the  throne, 
My  portion  when  I  die  ? 
4 '  Have  1  profess'd  his  holy  name  ? 
Do  1  his  gospel  bear, 
To  Ethiopia's  scorched  lands. 
And  shall  I  spread  it  there  ? 


LORD'S  SUPPER. 

5 '  Bless'd  pool !  in  which  I  lately  lay, 

And  left  my  fears  behind ; 

What  an  unworthy  wretch  am  I ! 

And  God  profusely  kind. 

6 'Bless'd  emblem  of  that  precious  blood 

Which  satisfied  for  sin  ; 

And  of  that  renovating  grace, 

Which  makes  the  conscience  clean.' 
7  This  pattern,  Lord,  with  sacred  joy 
Help  us  to  keep  in  view  ; 
The  same  our  work,  the  same,  O  make 
Our  consolation  too. 


THE  LORD'S  SUPPER. 

11  on       "^^  ^•^^-  '^'^^-^-  i-^'on 

1  VyJ»  A  preparatory  Thought  for  the  Lord's  Supper. 

1  TTTHAT  heavenly  man,  or  lovely  God. 

V  V    Comes  marching  downward  from  the 

skies. 
Array 'd  in  garments  roU'd  in  blood, 
With  joy  and  pity  in  his  eyes. 

2  The  Lord  !  the  Saviour !  Yes,  'tis  he, 
I  know  him  by  the  smiles  he  wears ; 
Dear,  glorious  man,  that  died  for  me, 
Drench'd  deep  in  agonies  and  tears. 

3Lo,  he  reveals  his  shining  breast, 
I  own  these  wounds,  and'I  adore : 
Lo,  he  prepares  a  royal  feast, 
Sweet  fruit  of  the  sharp  pangs  he  bore. 

4  Whence  flow  these  favours  so  divine  ? 
Lord  !  why  so  lavish  of  thy  blood? 
Why  for  such  earthly  souls  as  mine, 
This  heavenly  wine,  this  sacred  food  ? 

5  'Twas  his  own  love  that  made  him  bleed, 
Tliat  nail'd  him  to  the  cursed  tree ; 
'Twas  his  own  love  this  table  spread, 
For  such  unwoithy  guests  as  we. 

6  Then  let  us  taste  the  Saviour's  love» 
Come,  faith,  and  feed  upon  the  Lord, 
"With  glad  consent  our  lips  shall  move, 
And  sweet  hosannas  crown  the  board. 


LORD'S  SUPPER. 

11  Q  1  473    C.  M.    Steele.  Devices. 

1  t7  1  •  ^,1  Invitation  to  the  Gaipcl  Feast. 

1  T7"E  wretched,  hunsry,  starving  poor, 

JL    Behold  a  royal  feast !  '  • 

Where  Mercy  spreads  her  bounteous  store, 
For  every  humble  guest. 

2  See,  Jesus  stands  with  open  arms ; 

He  calls,  he  bids  you  come  ; 
Guilt  holds  you  back,  and  fear  alarms; 
But  see,  there  yet  is  room — 

3  Room  in  the  Saviour's  bleeding  heart. 

There  love  and  pity  meet ; 

Nor  will  he  bid  the  soul  depart, 

That  trembles  at  his  feet. 

4  In  him  the  Father  reconciled, 

Invites  your  souls  to  come ; 
The  rebel  shall  be  call'd  a  child, 

And  kindly  welcomed  home. 
60  come,  and  with  his  children  taste 

The  blessings  of  his  love; 
While  hope  attends  the  sweet  repast, 

Of  nobler  joys  above. 

6  There,  with  united  heart  and  voice. 

Before  th'  eternal  throne. 
Ten  thousand  thousand  souls  rejoice, 
In  ecstasies  unknown. 

7  And  yet  ten  thousand  thousand  more 

Are  welcome  still  to  come  ; 
Ye  longing  souls,  the  grace  adore, 
Approach,  there  yet  is  room. 

1   1  Q  O  474    L.  M.    Watts.  Park-street 

.•■-■■  ^-^»  Christ  dying,  1-ising,  and  reigning. 
p  1  TTE  dies  !  the  friend  of  sinners  dies  ! 

Jul  Lo,  Salem's  daughters  weep  around  ! 

A  solemn  darkness  veils  the  skies  ! 

A  sudden  trembling  shakes  the  ground  ! 

Come,  saints,  and  drop  a  tear  or  two. 

For  him  who  gi'oan'd  beneath  your  load  ; 

He  shed  a  thousand  drops  for  you, 

A  thousand  drops  of  richer  blood  ! 
2  Here's  love  and  grief  beyond  degree. 

The  Lord  of  glory  dies  for  men  ; 
f    But  lo  !  what  sudden  joy  we  see  1 

Jesus,  the  dead,  revives  again ! 
45 


LORD'S  SUPPER. 

J    The  rising  God  forsakes  the  tomb 
Up  to  his  Father's  courts  ae  flies  : 
Cherubic  legions  guard  him  home, 
And  shout  him  welcome  to  the  skies 
SBreak  otf  your  tears,  ye  saints,  and  tell 
How  high  our  great  Deliverer  reigns ; 
Sing  how  he  spoil'd  the  hosts  of  hell, 
And  led  the  monster  death  in  chains! 
Say  '  Live  for  ever,  wondrous  King, 
Born  to  redeem,  and  strong  to  save  !' 
Then  ask  the  monster,  '  W^here's  thy  sting? 
And  where  s  thy  victory,  boasting  grave  V 

11   ft  O  4T3    C.  >I.    J.  Stennett.  London- 

lefO.  Heb.  ii.  10. 

1  TESUS  !  O  word  divinely  sweet ! 
J   How  charming  is  the  sound  ! 
What  jayful  news,  what  heavenly  sense, 
In  that  dear  name  is  found  ! 
p  2  Our  souls  all  guilty  and  condemn'd, 
In  hopeless  fetters  lay ; 
Our  souls,  with  numerous  sins,  depraved 
To  death  and  hell  a  prey. 

3  Jesus,  to  purge  away  this  guilt, 

A  willing  victim  fell. 
And  on  his  cross  triumphant  broke 
The  bands  of  death  and  hell. 

4  Our  foes  were  mighty  to  destroy, 

He  mighty  was  to  save ; 
He  died,"'but  could  not  long  be  held 
A  prisoner  in  the  grave. 

5  Jesus  !  who  mighty  art  to  save, 

Still  push  thy  conquests  on; 
Extend  the  triumphs  of  thy  cross, 

^Vhere■er  the  sun  has  shone. 
/GO  Captain  of  salvation  !  make, 

Tliy  power  and  mercy  known; 
Till  crowds  of  willing  converts  come 

And  worship  at  thy  throne. 

11  ft  /I  476    L.  M.    J.  stennett  Quercf 

ly^t.  Rev.  i.  7. 

1  rpHUS  we  commemorate  the  day, 
JL   On  which  our  dearest  Lord  was  slain  ; 
Thus  we  our  pious  homage  pay. 
Till  he  appear  on  earth  again. 


LORD'S  SUPPER. 

2  Come,  great  Redeemer,  open  wide 
The  curtains  of  the  parting  sky  ; 
On  a  bright  cloud  in  triumph  ride, 

/    And  on  tlie  wind's  swift  pinions  fly. 

8  3  Come,  King  of  kings,  with  thy  bright  train- 
Cherubs  and  seraphs,  heavenly  hosts ; 
Assume  thy  right,  enlarge  thy  reign, 
As  far  as  earth  extends  her  coasts. 
4  Come,  Lord,  and  where  thy  cross  once  stood, 
There  plant  thy  banner,  fix  thy  throne ; 
Subdue  tiie  rebels  by  thy  word. 
And  claim  the  nations  for  thy  own. 

11  Q  r  477    L.  M.    Beddome.  Castle-street. 

X  c/  O  •        Holy  Mmiration  and  Joy. 

1  TESUS,  when  faith  with  fixed  eyes 
J   Beholds  thy  wondrous  sacrifice, 
Love  rises  to  an  ardent  flame. 
And  we  all  other  hope  disclaim. 

s  2  With  cold  affections,  who  can  see 

The  thorns,  the  scourge,  the  nails,  the  tree, 
Thy  flowing  tears,  and  purple  sweat, 
Thy  bleeding  hands,  and  head,  and  feet. 

s  3Look,  saints,  into  his  opening  side — 

The  breach,  how  large,  how  deep,  how  wide  ! 
Thence  issues  forth  a  double  flood 
Of  cleansing  water,  pardoning  blood. 
4 Hence,  O  my  soul,  a  balsam  flows 
To  heal  thy  wounds  and  cure  thy  woes ; 
Immortal  joys  come  streaming  down, 
Joys,  like  his  griefs,  immense,  unknown. 

/  5  Thus  I  could  ever,  ever  sing 

The  sufferings  of  my  heavenly  King  ; 
With  growing  pleasures  spread  abroad 
The  mysteries  of  a  dying  God. 

11  ft  ^  47S    L.  M.  Dresden. 

1  J  D.  Mcditatins  on  the.  Cross  of  Christ. 

1  r^OME,  see  on  bloody  Calvary, 
\J    Suspended  on  th'  accursed  tree, 
A  harmless  sufferer,  cover'd  o'er 
With  shame,  and  weltering  in  his  gore. 

2 Is  this  the  Saviour  lon»  foretold 
To  usher  in  the  age  ofgold  1 
To  make  the  reign  of  sorrow  cease, 
And  bind  the  jarring  world  in  peace  ? 


LORD'S  SUPPER. 

3  'Tis  He,  'tis  He !— he  kindly  shrouds 
His  glories  in  a  night  of  clouds. 
That  souls  might  from  their  ruin  rise, 
And  heir  th'  imperishable  skies. 

4  See,  to  their  refuge  and  their  rest, 
From  all  the  bonds  of  guilt  released, 
Transgressors  to  his  cross  repair, 
And  find  a  full  redemption  there. 

5  Jesus,  what  millions  of  our  race 
Have  been  the  triumphs  of  thy  grace ! 
And  millions  more  to  thee  shall  fly, 
And  on  thy  sacrifice  rely. 

6  That  tree,  that  curse-impoison'd  tree, 
Which  proved  a  bloody  racli  to  thee, 

I     Shall  in  the  noblest  blessings  s!;oot, 
And  fill  the  nations  with  its  iw'ii. 

7  The  sorrow,  shame,  and  death  were  thine. 
Ami  all  the  stores  of  wrath  divine  ! 

Ours  are  the  glory,  life,  and  bliss  ; 
What  love  can  be  compared  to  this  ! 

11  Q  T  ^'^    ^-  ^'-    Turner.  PortugaL 

A  c/  /  •  Sei  him  aiove  all  Priiicipalitia  end  Powers. 

1  "[V[OW  far  above  the  starry  skies, 

1 1   Our  Jesus  fills  his  brighter  throne. 

Invisible  to  mortal  eyes. 

But  not  to  humble  faith  unknown. 

2  [The  countless  hosts  that  round  him  stand, 
The  subjects  of  his  sovereign  power. 

Fly  through  the  world  at  iiis  command, 
Or  prostrate  at  his  feet  adore. 

3  Satan  and  all  his  rebel  crew 

That  raged  to  pull  his  kingdom  down, 
Cru.sh'd"by  his  hand,  in  ruin  now 
Lie  trembling  at  his  awful  frown. 
8  4  His  name  above  all  creatures  great, 
He  all  sustains  and  all  controls  ! 
Yet  from  his  high  exalted  state 
Looks  kindly  down  on  humble  souls.] 

5  Though  in  the  glories  he  possess'd, 
Long'ere  this  world,  or  time  began, 
He  shines,  the  Son  of  God  confess'o. 
Yet  owns  himself  the  Son  of  man 

6  Here  onc«e  in  agonies  he  died. 
Now  in  the  heavens  he  ever  lives  j 


Love  on  a  Cross  and  a  Throne. 


LORD'S  SUFFER.      ' 

Of  joy  there  pours  th'  eternal  tide, 
Here  saves  the  sinner  wlio  believes. 

Z  7  All  hail  !  thou  great  Immanuel  hail ! 
Ten  thousand  blessings  on  thy  name. 
While  thus  thy  wondrous  love  we  tell, 
Our  bosoms  feel  the  sacred  flame. 

/  8  Come,  quickly  come,  immortal  King! 
On  earth  thy  regal  honours  raise  ; 
The  full  salvation  promised  bring, 
Then  every  tongue  shall  sing  thy  praise ! 

1198. 

1  IVrOW  let  our  faith  grow  strong,  and  rise 
1 1   And  view  our  Lord  in  all  his  love ; 
Look  back  to  hear  his  dying  cries, 
Then  mcunt  and  see  his  throne  above. 
p2  See  where  he  languish'd  on  the  cross  ; 
Beneath  our  sins  he  groan'd  and  died  ; 
See  where  he  sits  to  plead  our  cause, 
By  his  almighty  Father's  side 

3  If  we  behold  his  bleeding  heart, 
There  love  in  floods  of  sorrow  reigns ; 
He  triumphs  o'er  the  killing  smart. 
And  seals  our  pleasure  with  his  pains. 

4  Or,  if  we  climb  th'  eternal  hills. 
Where  the  dear  Conqueror  sits  enthroned. 
Still  in  his  heart  compassion  dwells, 
Near  the  memorials  of  his  wound. 

5  How  shall  vile  pardon'd  rebels  show 
How  much  they  love  their  dying  God  ? 
Lord,  here  we'd  banish  every  foe. 

We  hate  the  sins  that  cost  thy  blood. 

6  Commerce  no  more  we  hold  with  hell, 
Our  dearest  lusts  shall  all  depart ; 
But  let  thine  image  ever  dwell 
Stampt  as  a  seal  on  every  heart. 

11  Q  Q  ^^^    ^*  ^'   Stennett.  Effingham. 

lUU,       y;,g  Triumrhs  of  the  Cross. 
1  lyO  more,  dear  Saviour,  will  I  boast 
1 1   Of  beauty,  wealth,  or  loud  applause; 
The  world  hath  all  its  dories  lost, 
Amid  the  triumphs  of  thy  cross. 


■1 


LORD'S  SUPPER. 

2  In  every  feature  of  thy  face, 
Beauty  her  fairest  charms  displays : 
Truth,  wisdom,  majesty,  and  erace, 
Shine  thence  in  sweetly  mingled  rays. 

3  Thy  wealth  the  power  of  thought  transcends 
'Tis  vast,  immense,  and  all  divine  : 

Thy  empire,  Lord,  o'er  worlds  extends. 
The  sun,  the  moon,  the  stars  are  thine. 

4  Yet,  (O  how  marvellous  the  sight !) 
I  see  thee  on  a  cross  expire, 

Thy  Godhead  veil'd  in  sable  night; 
And  angels  from  the  scene  retire. 

8  5 But  why  from  these  sad  scenes  retreat  ? 
Why  with  your  wings  your  faces  hide  I 
He  ne'er  appear'd  so  good,  so  great, 
As  when  he  bow'd  his" head  and  died. 

6  The  indignation  of  a  God 
On  him  avenging  justice  hurl'd : 
Beneath  the  weight  he  firmly  stood, 
And  nobly  saved'a  falling  world. 
f  7  Those  triumphs  of  stupendous  grace 
Surprise,  rejoice,  and  melt  my  heart: 
Lord,  at  thy  cross  I  stand  and  gaze, 
Nor  would  I  ever  thence  depart ! 

1200.  4S2    CM.    J.  Stennett.  York. 

1  T  ORD,  at  thy  table  I  behold 
JLi  The  wonders  of  thy  grace; 
But  most  of  all  admire  that  I 
Should  find  a  welcome  place  :— 

o  21  that  am  all  defiled  with  sin, 
A  rebel  to  my  God  ; 
I  that  have  crucified  his  Son, 
And  trampled  on  his  blood. 
3  What  stranee  surprising  grace  is  this, 
That  such  a  soul  has  room ! 
My  Saviour  takes  me  by  the  hand, 
My  Jesus  bids  me  come. 
4*  Eat,  O  my  friends,'  the  Saviour  crie8, 
*  The  feast  was  made  for  you ; 
For  you  I  groan'd,  and  bled,  and  died. 
And  rose,  and  triumph 'd  too.' 


LORD'S  SUPPER. 

5  With  trembling  faith,  and  bleeding  hearts, 
Lord,  we  accept  thy  love : 
'Tis  a  rich  banquet  we  have  had, 
"What  will  it  be  above  ! 

^  6  Ye  saints  below,  and  hosts  of  heaven. 
Join  all  your  praising  powers ; 
No  theme  is  like  redeeming  love. 
No  Saviour  is  like  ours. 

/  7Had  I  ten  thousand  hearts,  dear  Lord, 
I'd  give  them  all  to  thee  : 
Had  I  ten  thousand  tongues,  they  all 
Should  join  the  harmony. 

I  O  n  1  483    C.  M.    Stennett.  Mear 

m.^yj  i-  *         My  flesh  is  meat  mdeed. 

1  TJERE  at  thy  table,  Lord,  we  meet, 
Xl    To  feed  on  food  divine  : 

Thy  body  is  the  bread  we  eat. 
Thy  precious  blood  the  wine 

2  He  that  prepares  this  rich  repast. 

Himself  comes  down,  and  dies  ; 
And  then  invites  us  thus  to  feast 
Upon  the  sacrifice. 

3  The  bitter  torments  he  endured 

Upon  the  shameful  cross. 
For  us  his  welcome  guests  procured 
These  heart-reviving  joys. 

4  His  body  torn  with  rudest  hands, 

Becomes  the  finest  bread  • 
And,  with  the  blessing  he  commands, 
Our  noblest  hopes  are  fed. 

5  His  blood,  that  from  each  opening  vein 

In  purple  torrents  ran. 
Hath  fill'd  this  cup  with  generous  wine, 
That  cheers  both  God  and  man. 

6  Sure  there  was  never  love  so  free, 

Dear  Saviour,  so  divine  ; 
Well  thou  may'st  claim  that  heart  of  me, 
Which  owes  so  much  to  thine. 

7  Yes,  thou  shalt  surely  have  my  heart 

My  soul,  my  strength,  my  all ; 
With  life  itself  I'll  freely  part, 
My  Jesus,  at  thy  call. 


LORD'S  SUPPER. 

i  OnO  4^    L.  M.    Beddome.  Leyden. 

I.  yitKJ  y^/»  Jesus  wept— he.  died. 

1  QO  fair  a  face  bedevv'd  %viih  tears ! 

lO  What  beauty  e'en  in  grief  appears! 
He  wept,  he  bled,  he  died  for  you : 
What  more,  ye  saints,  could  Jesus  do  ? 

2  Enthroned  above,  with  equal  glow 
His  warm  atfections  downward  flow  ! 
In  our  distress  he  bears  a  part, 

And  feels  a  sympathetic  smart. 

3  Still  his  compassions  are  the  same, 
He  knows  the  frailty  of  our  frams : 
Our  heaviest  burdens  he  sustains, 
Shares  in  our  sorrows  and  our  pains. 

1r>AQ  455    CM.    Steele.  Winfen. 

^\jO»       The  rrc7iders  of  Redemption. 

1  A  XD  did  the  holy  and  the  just, 
Xi.  The  Sovereign  of  the  skies, 
Stoop  down  to  wretchedness  and  dtist, 

Thai  guilty  worms  might  rise  ? 

2  Yes,  the  Redeemer  left  his  throne, 

His  radiant  throne  on  high, 
(Surprising  mercy  !  love  unknown  !) 

To  suffer,  bleed,  and  die. 
pdHe  took  the  dying  traitor's  place, 

And  suffer'd  in'his  stead  ; 
For  man,  (O  miracle  of  grace  !) 

For  man  the  Saviour  bled  ! 

4  Dear  Lord,  what  heavenly  wonders  dwell 

In  thy  atoning  blood  ! 
By  this  are  sinners  snatch 'd  from  hell, 
And  rebels  brought  to  God. 

5  Jesus,  my  soul  adoring  bends 

To  love  so  full,  so  free ; 
And  may  I  hope  that  love  extends 

Its  sacred  power  to  me  1 
f  6  What  2lad  return  can  I  impart 

For  favours  so  divine  ? 
O  take  my  all— this  worthless  heart. 

And  make  it  only  thine. 

Ion /I  4-^    C.  M.    Doddridie.        St.  SebastianJ. 

ii  U  4 .        Room  at  t  lie  Gospel  Featt. 

1  rpHE  King  of  heaven  his  table  spreads 
JL     And  dainties  crown  the  boara ; 


LORD'S  SUPPER. 

Not  Paradise,  wilh  all  its  joys, 
Could  such  delight  atford. 
2 Pardon  and  peace  to  dying  men, 
And  endless  life  are  given ; 
Through  the  rich  blood  that  Jesus  shbd 
To  raise  the  soul  lo  heaven. 
3  Ye  hungry  poor,  ihat  long  have  siray'd 
In  sin's  dark  mazes,  come  ; 
Come,  from  your  most  obscure  retreats. 
And  grace  shall  find  you  room. 
4i\Iillions  of  s^uls,  in  glory  now. 
Were  fed  and  feasted  here  ; 
And  millions  more,  still  on  the  way, 
Around  the  board  appear. 
5  Yet  is  his  hoase  and  heart  so  large. 
That  millions  more  may  come  ! 
Nor  could  the  whole  assembled  world 
O'erfiU  the  spacious  room. 
/  6  All  things  are  ready  ;  come  away. 
Nor  w^eak  excuses  frame  ; 
Crowd  to  your  places  al  the  feast. 
And  bless  the  Founder's  name. 

1  CtfiK.  487    L.  ai.    Steele.  Wareham 

1  i^U  O.  Communion  with  Christ  at  his  Table. 

f  1  nnO  Jesus,  our  exalted  Lord, 

X  (Dear  name  by  heaven  and  earth  adoredl) 
Fain  would  our  hearts  and  voices  raise 
A  cheerful  song  of  sacred  praise. 

p  2But  all  the  notes  which  mortals  know 
Are  weak,  and  languishing,  and  low  ; 
Far,  far  above  our  humble'songs. 
The  theme  demands  immortal'tongues. 

3  Yet  while  around  his  board  we  meet, 
And  humbly  worship  at  his  feet; 

/    O  let  our  warm  affections  move. 
In  glad  returns  of  grateful  love ! 

4  Let  faith  our  feeble  senses  aid. 

To  see  thy  wondrous  love  display'd,— 

Thy  broken  flesh,  th;r  bleeding  veins, 

Thy  dreadful  agonizmg  pains, 
p  oLet  humble,  penitential  wo, 

With  painful,  pleasing  anguish  flow; 
/    And  thy  forgivmg  smiles  imparl 

Life,  hope,  and  joy  to  every  heart. 


LORD'S  SUPPER. 

1  OC\fi  48S    C.  M.    Steele.  Anini 

X  ^\J  D  •  Praisa  to  the  Redeemer. 

1  npO  our  Redeemer's  glorious  name 

X   Awake  the  sacred  song, 
O  may  his  love  (immorial  flame  !) 
Tune  every  heart  and  tongue, 

2  His  love  what  mortal  thought  can  reach ' 

What  mortal  tongue  display  ! 
Imagination's  utmost  stretch 
In  wonder  dies  away. 

3  He  left  his  radiant  throne  on  high, 

Left  the  brisht  realms  of  blise." 
And  came  to  earth  to  bleed  and  diel— 
Was  ever  love  like  this  1 

4  Dear  Lord,  while  we  adoring  pay 

Our  humble  thanks  to  ihe'e. 
May  every  heart  with  rapture  say, 
'  The  Saviour  died  lor  me.' 

5  0  may  the  sweet,  the  blissful  iheme, 

Fill  every  heart  and  tor.sue : 
Till  strangers  love  thy  cha'rming  narae. 
And  join  the  sacred  song. 

1  OHT  *^    6*sand8's.    Stennett        C3^n^rtI 

X  yii\J  t  »       ^  sgj^g  of  Praise  to  Christ. 

1  /^03IE,  every  pious  heart 

\j    That  loves  the  Saviour's  name, 

Your  noblest  powers  exert 

To  celebrate  his  fame  ; 
Tell  all  above,  and  all  below, 
The  debt  of  love  to  him  you  owe 

2  Such  was  the  zeal  for  God 
And  such  his  love  for  you, 
He  nobly  undertook 
What  Gabriel  could  not  do  : 

His  every  deed  of  love  and  grace 

All  words  exceed,  and  thoughts  surpass. 

3  He  left  his  starry  crown, 
And  laid  his  robes  aside  : 
On  wings  of  love  came  down, 
And  wept,  and  bled,  and  died  ; 

What  he  endured,  O  who  can  tell. 
To  save  our  souls  from  death  and  hell  1 


TIMES  AND  SEASONS. 

e  4     From  the  dark  grave  he  rose. 

The  mansion  of'ihe  dead  ; 

And  thence  his  mighty  foes 

In  slorious  triumpli  led  : 
Up  through  the  sky  the  Conf\ueror  rode, 
And  reigns  on  high,  the  Saviour  God. 
/  5     From  thence  he'll  quickly  come, 

His  chariot  will  not  slay, 

And  bear  our  spirits  home. 

To  realms  of  endless  day  : 
There  shall  we  see  his  lovely  face. 
And  ever  be  "n  his  embrace. 
6    Jesus,  we  ne'er  c-an  pay 

The  debt  we  owe  thy  love ; 

Yet  tell  us  how  we  may 

Our  gratitude  approve ; 
Our  hearts,  our  all,  to  thee  we  give  ; 
The  gift,  though  small,  thou  wilt  receive. 

1  f>  n  C  490    L.  M.    Divies.  Effingham, 

A  i^U  O  .  Se:j-dcdication  at  the.  Lord's  Table. 

1  T  ORD,  am  I  thine,  entirely  thine  1 

JLJ  Purchased  and  saved  by  blood  divine  ? 
With  full  consent  thine  I  would  be  ; 
And  own  thy  sovereign  right  in  me. 

2  Thee,  my  new  master,  now  I  call, 
And  consecrate  to  thee  my  all ; 
Lord,  let  me  live  and  die  to  thee  ; 
Be  thiue  through  all  eternity. 


TIMES  AND  SEASONS. 

MORNING  .iND  EVENING. 

1r)(\Qk  491    C.  M.  Arlington, 

X/\JXj  »  A  momins  Hymn. 

1  fT^O  thee  let  my  first  offerings  rise, 

X   Whose  sun  creates  the  day. 
Swift  as  his  gladdening  influence  flies, 
And  spotless  as  his  ray. 

2  This  day  thy  favouring  hand  be  nigh ! 

So  oft  vouchsafed  before  ! 
Still  may  it  lead,  protect,  supply, 
And  1  that  hand  adore  ? 


TIMES  AND  SEASONS. 

3  If  bliss  thy  providence  impart, 

For  which  resisn'd  I  pray ; 
Give  me  to  feel  the  grateful  heart ! 
And  without  guilt'be  gay  ! 

4  Affliction  shotild  thy  love  intend, 

As  vice  or  folly's  cure, 
Patient  to  gain  that  gracious  end, 
May  I  the  means  endure ! 

5  Be  this  and  every  future  day 

Still  wiser  than  the  past ; 

And,  when  I  all  my  life  survey, 

May  grace  sustain  at  last. 

1  O  1  n  492    C.  M.    D.  Turner.  Peterbo 

•■•  -^  •'■  ^  •  .5  momin^  Bymn. 

1  TT  7ITH  thee,  great  God,  the  stores  of  light 

V  V    And  stores  of  darkness  lie  : 

Thou  form'st  the  £>able  robe  of  night. 

And  spread'st  it  round  the  skyT 

2  And  when,  with  welcome  slumbers  press'd, 

We  close  our  weary  eyes, 
Thy  power,  unseen,  secures  our  rest, 
And  makes  us  joyous  rise. 

3  Numbers,  this  night,  great  God  have  met 

Their  long  etefnal  Boom  ; 
And  lost  the  joys  of  morning  light 
In  death's  tremendous  gloom. 

4  Numbers  on  restless  beds  still  lie, 

And  still  their  woes  bewail ; 
While  we,  by  thy  kind  hand  upraised, 
A  thousand  pleasures  feel. 

5  To  thee,  great  God,  in  thankful  songs. 

Our  moining  thoughts  arise ; 
Propitious  in  thy  Son,  accopt 
The  willing  sacrifice. 


1211. 


493    8.8.6.  Chatham 

Morning. 


1 T  ORD,  I  am  vile !— what  shall  I  say, 
J_J  I  live  to  see  another  day, 

O  let  me  live  to  thee! 
A  thousand  years  to  hope  for  this 
Should  be  unutterable  bliss ; 

What  must  fruition  be  ! 


TIMES  AND  SEASONS. 

2  Eye  hath  not  seen,  nor  ear  hath  heard, 
What  Jesus  hath  for  his  prepared, 

Nor  can  the  heart  conceive  ; 
Thou  hast  commanded  me  to-day, 
To  live  by  faith,  and  I'd  obey  ; 

Lord,  help  me  to  believe. 

S  C)1  C)  494    S.  M.  Doi 

X  ^  X  ^*  ^  morning  Hymn. 

1  OEE  how  the  mounting  sun 

0  Pursues  his  shining  way  ; 

And  wide  proclaims  his  Maker's  praise, 
With  every  brightening  ray. 

2  Thus  would  my  rising  soul 
Its  heavenly  parent  sing, 

And  to  its  great  original 
The  humble  tr'bute  bring. 
p  3     Serene  I  laid  me  down, 

Beneath  his  guardian  care; 
I  slPf)!,  and  I  awoke,  and  found 
My  kind  preserver  near ! 
4     Tlius  does  thine  arm  support 
This  weak,  defenceless  frame ; 
But  whence  these  favours,  Lord,  to  me, 
All  worthless  as  I  am  1 
p  5  0 !  how  shall  I  repay 

The  bounties  of  my  God  ? 
This  feeble  spirit  pants  beneath 
Tiie  pleasing,  painful  load. 

6  Dear  Saviour,  to  thy  cross 

1  bring  my  sacrifice  ; 

Tinged  with  thy  blood,  it  shall  ascend 
With  fragrance  to  the  skies. 

7  My  life  I  would  anew 
Devote,  O  Lord,  to  thee ; 

And  in  thy  service  I  would  spend 
A  long  eternity. 

I  ^  1  q  495    L.  M.  Brentfo 

*■  -^  *- '-'  •  An  evening  Hymn, 

1  f^  REAT  God,  to  thee  my  evening  song 
VJT    With  humble  gratitude  I  raise  : 
O  let  thy  mercy  tune  my  tongue. 
And  fill  my  heart  with  lively  praise. 


TIMES  AND  SEASONS. 
2  My  days  unclouded  as  they  pass, 
And  every  gentle  rolling  hour, 
Are  monunients  of  wondrous  grace, 
And  witness  to  thy  love  and  power. 

p  3  And  yet  this  thoughtless,  wretched  heart, 
Too  oft  regardless' of  thy  love. 
Ungrateful  can  from  thee  depart, 
And,  fond  of  trifles,  vainly  rove. 
4  Seal  my  forgiveness  in  the  blood 
Of  Jesus  :  liTs  dear  name  alone 
^  plead  for  pardon,  gracious  God, 
And  kind  acceptance  al  thy  throne. 

/  5  Let  this  blest  hope  mine  eyelids  close, 
With  sleep  refresh  my  feeble  frame; 
Safe  in  thy  care  may  I  repose. 
And  wake  with  praises  to  thy  name. 

Ini    A  496    L.  M.    Bp.  Ken.  Rothwell 

Xfl^l,  An  evening  Hymn. 

1  f^  LORY  to  thee,  my  God,  this  night, 
vX    For  all  the  blessings  of  the  light: 
Keep  me,  0  keep  me,  King  of  kings, 
Beneath  thine  own  almighty  wings. 

2  Forgive  me.  Lord,  for  thy  dear  Son, 
The  ill  that  1  this  day  have  done  : 
That  with  the  world,  myself,  and  thee, 
I,  ere  I  sleep,  at  peace  may  be. 

3  Teach  me  to  live,  that  I  may  dread 
The  grave  as  little  as  my  bed ; 
Teach  me  to  die,  that  so  I  may 
Rise  glorious  at  the  awful  day. 

4  0  let  my  soul  on  thee  repose, 

And  may  sweet  sleep  mine  eyelids  close  ; 
Sleep  that  shall  me  more  vigorous  make 
To  serve  my  God  when  I  awake. 
5If  in  the  night  I  sleepless  lie, 
My  soul  wiih  heavenly  thoughts  supply: 
Let  no  ill  dreams  disturb  my  rest. 
No  powers  of  darkness  me  molest. 

Iryi   IC  497    C.  M.  Londott 

1  lyrOW  from  the  altar  of  our  hearts 
1 1   Let  flames  of  love  arise ; 
Assist  us,  Lord,  to  offer  up, 
Our  evening  sacrifice. 


TIMES  AND  SEASONS. 

SMinutes  and  mercies  multiplied, 
Have  made  up  all  this  day  ; 
f    Minutes  came  quick,  but  mercies  were 
More  swift  and  free  than  they. 

3  New  time,  new  favour,  and  new  joys, 

Do  a  new  song  require  ; 
Till  we  shall  praise  thee  as  we  would, 
Accept  our  heart's  desire. 

4  Lord  of  our  days,  whose  hand  hath  set 

New  time  upon  the  score  ; 
Thee  may  we  praise  for  all  our  time, 
VVTien  ti/ne  shall  be  no  more. 


THE  SEHSOXS  OF  THE  YEAR. 


^^^»  (hi  the  Spring. 

1  npHE  icy  chains  that  bound  the  earth 
X   Are  now  dissolved  and  gone  ; 
Waked  by  the  sun,  the  blooming  spring 
Puts  his  new  livery  on. 
3  2  Where  awful  desolation  reign'd, 
Bless'd  plenty  rears  her  head; 
Exulting  with  a  smile,  to  see 
Her  late  destroyer  fled. 
3 Teeming  with  life,  th'  advancing  sun 
Protracts  the  falling  day; 
Grand  light  of  heaven  !  he  seems  to  wish 
To  make  a  longer  stay. 

4  In  clouds  of  gold  behold  him  set, 

Beyond  the  west  he  flies  : 
Short  is  his  nightly  course,  and  soon 
He  gilds  theeastern  skies. 

5  My  soul  in  every  scene  admire 

The  wisdom  and  the  power; 
Behold  the  God  in  every  plant, 
In  every  opening  flower. 
/  6  Yet  in  his  word,  the  God  of  grace 
Has  wrote  his  fairer  name : 
The  wonders  of  redeeming  love 
My  noblest  songs  shall  claim. 


TEVIES  AND  SEASONS. 

7  "With  warmest  beams,  thou  God  of  grace, 
Shine  en  this  heart  of  mine  ; 
Turn  thou  my  winter  into  spring, 
And  be  the  glory  thine. 

1r)  1  17  499   s.  M.  Sutton. 

^  1   /  •     The  Return  of  the  Spring  celebrated. 

I     T7ROM  winter's  barren  clods, 
X    From  winter's  joyless  waste, 
The  spring  in  sudden  youtli  appears. 
With  blooming  beauty  graced. 
p  2     How  balmy  is  the  air  ! 

How  warm  the  solar  beams  ! 
And  to  refresh  the  ground  the  rains 
Descend  in  gentle  streams. 

3  Great  God,  at  thy  command 
Seasons  in  order  rise  ; 

Thy  power  and  love  in  concert  reign 
Through  eanh,  and  seas,  and  skies. 

4  AVith  grateful  praise  we  own 
Thy  providential  hand, 

"^Tiile  grass  for  kine,  and  herb  and  corn 
For  men,  enrich  the  land. 

5  But  greater  still  the  gift 
Of  thine  incarnate  Son; 

By  him  forgiveness,  peace  and  joy 
Through  endless  ages  run. 

1/-»  1   Q  500    C.  M.  Dundee. 

%  XOt  The  Spring  improved. 

1  T3EH0LD  !  Ions  wish'd-for  spring  is  come, 
-O  How  alter'd  fs  the  scene  ! 

The  trees  and  shrubs  are  dress'd  in  bloom. 
The  earth  array 'd  in  green. 

2  "VMiere'er  we  tread,  the  clustering  flowers 

Beauteous  around  us  spring; 
The  birds,  with  joint  harmonious  powers, 

Invite  our  hearts  to  sing, 
p  3  But,  ah  !  in  vain  1  strive  to  join, 

Oppresl  with  sin  and  doubt; 
I  feel  'tis  winter  still  within, 

Though  all  is  spring  without, 
p  4  O  !  would  my  Saviour,  from  on  high. 

Break  through  these  clouds  and  shine, 
I     No  creature  then  more  blest  than  I, 

No  song  more  loud  than  mine. 


TIMES  AND  SEASONS. 

5  Lord,  let  thy  words  my  hopes  revive, 
And  overcome  my  foes  ; 
0  make  my  languid  graces  thrive 
And  blossom  like  the  rose. 

1  O  1  Q  501    C.  M.    Gibbons.  Stephens. 

L  y^  L  Cf  t  Qfia.  Year  of  threatening  DrougJU. 

1  rpHE  spring,  great  God,  at  thy  command, 
X   Leads  fortli  the  smiling  year  ; 

Gay  verdure,  foliage,  blooms,  and  flowers, 
To  adorn  her  reign,  appear. 

2  But  soon  canst  thou  in  righteous  wrath 

Blast  all  the  promised  joy. 
And  elements  await  thy  nod 
To  bless  or  to  destroy. 

3  Tlie  sun,  thy  minister  of  love. 

That  from  the  naked  ground 
Calls  forth  the  hidden  seeds  to  birth. 
And  spreads  their  beauties  round  ; 
s  4At  the  dread  order  of  his  God, 
Now  darts  destructive  fires: 
Hills,  plains,  and  vales  are  parch'd  with 
drought. 
And  blooming  life  expires. 
5  Like  burnish'd  brass,  the  heaven  around 
In  angry  terror  burns. 
While  the  earth  lies  a  joyless  waste. 
And  into  iron  turns. 
p  6  Pity  us,  Lord,  in  our  distress. 
Nor  with  our  land  contend  ; 
Bid  the  avenging  skies  relent. 
And  showers  of  mercy  send ! 
1  0  O  n  502    C.  M.  Wantage 

■*  ^  '*■  ^  •  (jna  Year  of  threatening  Rain. 

1  TTOW  hast  thou.  Lord,  from  year  to  year 
X±  Our  land  with  plenty  crown'd  ! 
And  generous  fruit,  and  golden  grain, 
Have  spread  their  riches  round, 
p  2  But  we  thy  mercies  have  abused 
To  more  aboundias  crimes  ; 
WTiat  heights,  what  daring  heights  in  sin, 
IMark  and  disgrace  our  times  ! 
c  3  Equal,  though  awful  is  the  doom, 
That  fierce  descending  rain 
Ad 


TIMES  AND  SEASONS. 

Should  into  inundations  s\vell> 
And  crush  the  rising  grain  ! 

4  How  just,  that  in  the  autumn's  reign, 

When  we  had  hoped  to  reap, 

Our  fields  of  sorrow  and  despair 

Should  lie  a  hideous  heap  1 

5  But,  Lord^  have  mercy  on  our  land, 

Those  floods  of  vengeance  stay ; 
Dispel  those  glooms,  and  let  the  sun 
Shine  in  unclouded  day  ! 

6  To  thee  alone  we  look  for  help ; 

None  else  of  dew  or  rain 
Can  give  the  world  the  smallest  drop, 
Or  smallest  drop  restrain. 

Id  at  503    L.  M.    Watts.  Monmouth 

^^L»  The  God  of  Thunder. 

s  1  f\  THE  immense,  th'  amazing  height, 
\J  The  boundless  grandeur  of  our  God, 
Who  treads  the  worlds  beneath  his  feet, 
And  sways  the  nations  with  his  nod ! 

s  2  He  speaks  ;  and  lo  '  all  nature  shakes, 
Heaven's  everlasting  pillars  bow  : 
He  rends  the  clouds  with  hideous  cracks. 
And  shoots  his  fiery  arrows  through. 
Well,  let  the  nations  start  and  fly 
At  the  blue  lightning's  horrid  glare, 
Atheists  and  emperors  shrink  and  die, 
When  flame  and  noise  torment  the  air. 
4  Let  noise  and  flame  confound  the  skies 
And  drown  the  spacious  realms  below  ; 
Yet  will  we  sing  the  Thunderer's  praise. 

I     And  send  our  loud  hosannas  through. 

/  5  Celestial  King,  thy  blazing  power 
Kindles  our  hearts  to  flami'ng  joys ; 

I     We  shout  to  hear  thy  thunders  roar, 
And  echo  to  our  Father's  voice. 
6  Thus  shall  the  God  our  Saviour  come, 
And  lightnings  round  his  chariot  play: 
Ye  lightnings,  fly  to  make  him  room ; 
Ye  glorious  storms,  prepare  his  way. 

"{  CyCfO  504    C  M.  Woodland 

I  yi^^»        Summer— a  harvesi  Hymn. 

I  'T^O  praise  the  ever-bounteous  Lord, 
X  My  soul,  wake  all  thy  powers ; 


TIMES  AND  SEASONS. 

He  calls,  and  at  his  voice  come  forth 
The  smiling  harvest  hours, 

2  His  covenant  with  the  earth  he  keeps ; 

My  tongue,  his  goodness  sing ; 
Summer  and  winter  know  tiieir  time, 
His  harvest  crowns  the  spring. 

3  Well-pleased,  the  toiling  swains  behold 

Tiie  waving  yellow  crop: 
"With  joy  they  bear  the  sheaves  away, 
And  sow  again  in  hope. 

4  Thus  teach  me,  gracious  God,  to  sow 

The  seeds  of  righteousness: 
Smile  on  my  soul^  and  with  thy  beams 
The  ripening  harvest  bless. 

5  Then,  in  the  last  great  harvest,  I 

Shall  reap  a  glorious  crop  : 

The  harvest  shall  by  far  exceed 

What  I  have  sown  in  hope. 

j  OOQ  ^05    CM.  Cambridge. 

X  ^XffJ*    ffarvest ;  or  the  accepted  Time. 

1  QEE  how  the  little  toiling  ant 
O  Improves  the  harvest  hours  ; 

While  summer  lasts,  throush  all  her  cells 
The  choicest  stores  she  pours. 

2  While  life  remains,  our  harvest  lasts ; 

But  youth  of  life's  the  prime; 
Best  is  this  season  for  our  work, 

And  this  th'  accepted  time. 
s  3 To-day  attend,  is  Wisdom's  voice; 

To-morrow,  Folly  cries : 
And  still  to-morrow  'lis,  when,  oh  ! 

To-day  the  sinner  dies. 
J)  4  When  conscience  speaks,  its  voice  regard, 

And  seize  the  tender  hour ; 
Humbly  implore  the  promised  grace, 

And  God  will  give  the  power. 

IOC) A  ^^    ^•^^'    Steele.  "Winter 

1  QTERN  winter  throws  his  icy  chains, 
kJ  Encircling  nature  round  ; 
How  bleak,  how  comfortless  the  plains, 
Late  with  gay  verdure  crown'd  1 


TIMES  AND  SEASONS. 
p  2  The  SUQ  wilhdraws  his  vital  beams, 
And  light  and  warmth  depart ; 
And,  drooping,  lifeless,  nature  seems 
An  emblem  of  my  heart — 
3  My  heart,  where  mental  winter  reigna, 
In  night's  dark  mantle  clad, 
Coflfine"d  in  cold  inactive  chains, 
How  desolate  and  sad  ! 
/  4  Return,  O  blissful  Sun,  and  bring 
Thy  soul-revivins  ray, 
This  mental  winter  shall  be  spring, 
This  darkness  cheerful  day. 

5  0  happy  stale,  divine  abode. 

Where  spring  eternal  reigns  ; 

And  perfect  day,  the  smile  of  Gtxi, 

Fills  all  the  hea%'enly  plains. 

6  Great  Source  of  light,  thy  beams  display, 

My  drooping  joys  restore. 
And  guide  me' to  the  seats  of  day, 
Where  winter  frowns  no  more. 

I  Q  Q  K  507    L.  AL    NcwtoBu  Truro 

1  QEE,  how  rude  winter's  icy  hand 

0  Has  slripp"d  the  trees,  and  seal'd  lh9 

ground ; 
But  spring  shall  soon  his  rage  withstand, 
And  spread  new  beauties  alf  around. 

2  My  soul  a  .sharper  winter  mourns, 
Barren  and  fruitless  I  remain  ; 
When  will  the  gentle  spring  return, 
And  bid  my  graces  grow  again. 

/ 3  Jesus,  my  glorious  Sun,  arise! 

'Tis  thine  the  frozen  heart  to  move  ; 

O !  hush  these  storms,  and  clear  my  skiea, 

And  let  me  feel  thy  vital  love  ! 
p  4  Dear  Lord,  regard  my  feeble  cry, 

1  faint  and  droop  till  thou  appear: 
Wilt  thou  permit  thy  plant  to  die? 
Must  it  be  winter  ail  the  year? 

p  5  Be  still,  my  soul,  and  wait  his  hour 
With  humble  prayer  and  patient  faith ; 
Till  he  reveals  his  gracious  power, 
Bepose  on  what  his  promise  saith. 


TIMES  AND  SEASONS. 

6  He,  by  whose  all-commanding  word 
Seasons  their  changing  course  maintain, 
In  every  change  a  pledge  atiords, 
That  none  shall  seek  his  face  in  vain. 

Ji^yitK}*  The.  Seasons  crowned  with  Goodness. 
f  1  T7»TEKNAL  Source  of  every  joy  ! 

Xj  Well  may  thy  praise  our  lips  employ 
While  in  thy  temple  we  appear 
To  hail  thee  Sovereign  of  the  year. 

2  Wide  as  the  wheels  of  nature  roll, 
Thy  hand  supports  and  guides  the  v*hole  ! 
The  sun  is  taught  by  thee  to  rise, 
And  darkness  when  to  veil  the  skies. 
f  3  The  flowery  spring  at  thy  command, 
Perfumes  the  air,  and  paints  the  laud  ; 
The  summer  rays  with  vigour  shine 
To  raise  tiie  corn,  and  cheer  the  vine. 

4  Thy  hand,  in  autumn,  tichly  pours 
Through  all  our  coasts  redundant  stores  ; 
And  winters,  soften'd  by  tliy  care, 
No  more  the  face  of  horror  wear. 
6  5  Seasons,  and  months,  and  weeks,  and  days. 
Demand  successive  songs  of  praise  ; 
And  be  the  grateful  honTage  paid, 
With  morning  light,  and  evening  shade. 

6Here  in  thy  house  let  incense  rise, 
And  circling  Sabbaths  bless  our  eyes, 
Till  to  those  lofty  heights  we  soar, 
W^here  days  and  years  revolve  no  more. 


A'^rr  YUilCS  DAY. 


1  n  (T^  509    8. 7.    Robinson.  Sicili; 

1  )i>Z  i  .  Grateful  Recollection.    1  Sam.  vii.  12. 

1  /~~lOME,thou  fount  of  every  blessing, 
V^  Tune  my  heart  to  sing  thy  grace ; 
Streams  of  mercy,  never  ceasing, 
Call  for  songs  of  loudest  praise : 
I     Teach  me  some  melodious  sonnet, 
Sung  by  flaming  toncues  above : 
Praiselhe  mount— O  fix  me  on  it, 
Mount  of  God's  unchanging  love. 


TDIES  AND  SEASONS. 

2  Here  I  raise  my  Ebenezer, 

Hither  by  ihy  help  I'm  come ; 
And  I  hope,  by  thy  good  pleasure, 

Safely  to  arrive  at  home  : 
Jesus  sought  me  when  a  stranger, 

Wandering  from  the  fold  of  God ; 
He,  to  save  my  soul  from  danger, 

Interposed  his  precious  bloo'd. 

3  0  !  to  grace  how  great  a  debtor 

Daily  I'm  consiraiu"d  to  be  ! 
Let  that  grace,  Lord,  like  a  fetter, 

Bind  niy  wandering  heart  to  thee  i 
Prone  to  wander.  Lord,  I  feel  it ; 

Prone  to  leave  the  God  I  love- 
Here's  my  heart,  Lord,  take  and  seal  it,  • 

Seal  it  for  thy  courts  above. 

1  O  O  O  510    L.  M.  Old  H'Jndred 

1  i^  ifc  O  .  Help  Maimd  of  God.    Acts  ssvi.  22. 

1  f^  REAT  God,  we  sing  that  mighty  hand 
vT  By  which  supported  still  we  stand : 
The  opening  year  thy  mercy  shows, 

Let  mercy  c"rown  it  till  it  close. 

2  By  day,  by  night,  at  home,  abroad, 
Still  we  are  guided  by  our  God ; 
By  his  incessant  bounty  fed. 

By  his  unerring  counsel  led. 

3  With  grateful  hearts  the  past  we  own  ; 
The  future,  all  to  us  unknown, 

'We  to  thy  euardian  care  commit. 
And  peaceful  leave  before  thy  feet. 

4  In  scenes  exaited  or  depress'd. 
Be  thou  our  joy,  and  thou  our  rest ; 
Thy  goodness  all  our  hope  shall  raise. 
Adored  through  all  our  changing  days. 

p  5  When  death  shall  interrupt  these  songs, 
And  seal  in  silence  mortal  tongues, 
Our  helper,  God,  in  whom  we  trust, 
In  better  worlds  our  souls  shall  boast 

1  OQQ  511    L.M.  Castle-streeL 


/.Q' 


Tht  barren  Fig-tru.    Luke  xii.  6—9. 

OD  of  my  life,  to  thee  belon?. 
The  thankful  heart,  the  grateful  sons 
Touch'd  by  thy  love,  each  tuneful  chord 
Resounds  the  goodness  of  the  Lord. 


TIMES  AND  SEASONS. 
2  Thou  hast  preserved  my  fleeting  breath, 
And  chased  the  gloomy  shades  of  death ; 
The  venom'd  arrows  vainly  fly, 
When  God  our  great  Deliverer's  nigh. 

p  3  Yet  why,  dear  Lord,  this  tender  care  1 
VVTiy  does  thy  hand  so  kindly  rear 
A  useless  cumberer  of  the  ground, 
On  which  no  pleasant  fmiis  are  found  ? 
4  Still  may  the  barren  fig-tree  stand ! 
And,  cultivated  by  thyTiand, 
Verdure,  and  bloom,  and  fruit  afford, 
Meet  tribute  to  its  bounteous  Lord. 

Z  5  So  shall  thy  praise  employ  my  breath 
Thiough  life,  and  in  the  arms  of  death 
My  soul  the  pleasant  theme  prolong, 
Then  rise  to  aid  th'  angelic  song. 


1230. 


512    7's.    Fawcett.  Alcestei 

A  Birth-day  Hymn.    Acts  xxvi.  22. 


1 T  BIY  Ebenezer  raise 
X  To  my  kind  Redeemer's  praise : 
With  a  grateful  heart  I  own. 
Hitherto" thy  help  I've  known. 

2  What  may  be  my  future  lot, 
Well  I  know  concerns  me  not ; 
This  should  set  my  heart  at  rest, 
What  thy  will  ordains  is  best. 

3 1  my  all  to  thee  resign : 
Father,  let  thy  will  be  mine ; 
May  but  all  thy  dealings  prove 
Fruits  of  thy  paternal  love. 

4  Guard  me,  Saviour,  by  thy  power, 
Guard  me  in  the  trying  hour : 
Let  thy  unremitted  care 

Save  me  from  the  lurking  snare. 

5  Let  my  few  remaining  days 
Be  directed  to  thy  praise ; 
So  the  last,  the  closing  scene 
Shall  be  tranquil  and  serene. 

6  To  thy  will  I  leave  the  rest, 
Grant  me  but  this  one  request, 
Both  in  life  and  death  to  prove 
Tokens  of  thy  special  love. 


TIMES  AND  SEASONS. 

1  QQl  513    CM.  DuDde 

J--*"-'  ^*  ,j  TVeddiiis  Hymn. 

1  QINCE  Jesus  freely  did  appear, 
O  To  grace  a  marriage  feast, 

O  Lord,  we  ask  ihy  presence  here, 
To  make  a  wedding  guest. 

2  Upon  the  bridal  pair  look  down. 

Who  now  have  plighted  hands; 

Their  union  with  thy" favour  crown, 

And  bless  their  nuptual  bands. 

3  With  gifts  of  grace  their  hearts  endow, 

Of  aU  rich  dowries  best : 
Their  substance  bless,  and  peace  bestow 
To  sweeten  all  the  rest. 

4  In  purest  love  their  souls  unite. 

That  they,  with  Christian  care, 
May  make  domestic  burdens  light, 
Bv  taking  mutual  share. 

5  True  helpers  may  they  prove  indeed, 

In  prayer,  and  faith,  and  hope ; 
And  see  with  joy  a  godly  seed 
To  build  their  household  up. 

6  As  Isaac  and  Rebekah  give 

A  pattern  chaste  and^kind. 
So  may  tliis  married  couple  live. 

And  die  in  friendship  join'd. 
7 On  every  soul  assembled  here, 

O  make  thy  face  to  shine  ; 
Thy  goodness  more  our  hearts  can  cheer. 

Than  richest  food  or  wine. 

ICiQ  a  514    L.  M.    Newton.  Luto 

)Z<J^»  A  micome  to  Christian  Friends. 

1  TT'INDRED  in  Christ,  for  his  dear  sake, 
JlV  a  hearty  welcome  here  receive  ; 
May  we  together  now  partake 

The  joys  which  only  he  can  give. 

2  To  you  and  us  by  grace  'tis  given 

To  know  the  Saviour's  precious  name; 
And  shortly  we  shall  meet  in  heaven, 
Our  hope,  our  way,  our  end  the  same. 
3 May  he,  by  whose  kind  care  we  meet, 
Send  his  good  Spirit  from  above, 
Make  our  communications  sweet. 
And  cause  our  hearts  to  burn  with  love. 


TIMES  AND  SEASONS. 

4  Forgotten  be  each  worldly  theme, 
When  Christians  see  each  other  thus; 
We  only  wish  to  speak  of  him, 

Who  lived,  and  died,  and  reigns  for  us. 

5  We'll  talk  of  all  he  did  and  said, 
And  suffer'd  for  us  here  below  ; 
The  path  he  mark'd  for  us  to  tread, 
And  what  he's  doing  for  us  now. 

6  Thus,  as  the  moments  pass  away, 
We'll  love,  and  wonder,  and  adore; 
And  hasten  on  the  glorious  day, 
When  we  shall  meet  to  part  no  more. 

1r%cy  O  515    7's.  Falr£sLX. 

)ZO  O  .  M  Partins. 

1 TDOR  a  season  call'd  to  part, 
JC     Let  us  now  ourselves  commend 
To  the  gracious  eye  and  heart 
Of  our  ever-present  Friend. 
p  2  Jesus,  hear  our  humble  prayer ! 
Tender  Shepherd  of  thy  sheep! 
Let  thy  mercy  and  thy  care 
All  our  souls  in  safety  keep. 
3  In  thy  strength  may  we  be  strong, 
Sweeten  every  cross  and  paiii : 
Give  us,  if  we  live,  ere  long 
In  thy  peace  to  meet  again. 
/  4  Then  if  thou  thy  help  afford, 
Ebenezers  shall  be  rear'd  ; 
And  our  souls  shall  praise  the  Lord 
Who  our  pour  petitions  heard. 
1  nCi  A  516    L.M.  Shirley. 

1  %0  4.  The  Christian  Farewell.   2  Cor.  xiii.  11. 

1  ri^HY  presence,  everlasting  God, 

X   Wide  o'er  all  nature  spreads  abroad  ; 
Thy  watchful  eyes,  which  cannot  sleep, 
In  every  place  thy  children  keep. 

2  While  near  each  other  we  remain, 
Thou  dost  our  lives  and  souls  sustain ; 
When  absent,  happy  if  we  share 

Thy  smiles,  thy  counsels,  and  thy  care. 

3  To  thee  we  all  our  ways  commit, 
And  seek  our  comforts  near  thy  feet ; 
Still  on  our  souls  vouchsafe  to  shine, 
Aud  guard  and  guide  us  still  as  thine. 


TIMES  AND  SEASONS. 
4  Give  us,  in  iliy  beloved  house, 
Again  to  pay  our  lhan]vful  vows  : 
Or,  if  thai  joy  no  more  be  known, 
Give  us  to  meet  around  thy  throne. 

1  CtQ  Pi.  517    L.  M.    Stennett.  Hebej. 

1  ^<J  D  ,       Early  Piety.   Matt.  xii.  20. 

P  1  TTOW  soft  the  words  my  Saviour  speaks, 
XI  How  kind  the  promises  he  ma  ties  i 
A  bruised  leed  he  never  breaks. 
Nor  will  he  quench  the  smoking  flax. 

2  The  humble  poor  he  won't  despise, 
Nor  on  the  contrite  sinner  frown  ; 
His  ear  is  open  to  their  cries. 

He  quickly  sends  salvation  down. 

3  When  piety  in  early  minds, 
Like  lender  buds,  begins  to  shoot, 

He  guards  the  plants  from  ihreaienin?  vrinds, 
And  ripens  blossoms  into  fruit. 

4  With  humble  souls  he  bears  a  part, 
In  all  the  sorrows  they  endure  : 
Tender  and  gracious  is  his  heart, 
His  promise  is  for  ever  sure. 

5  He  sees  the  struggles  that  prevail 
Between  the  powers  of  grace  and  sin  ; 
He  kindly  listens  while  they  tell 
The  bitter  pangs  they  feel  within. 

6  Though  press'd  with  fears  on  every  side, 
They'know  net  how  the  strife  may  end  ' 
Yet  he  will  soon  the  cause  decide,' 
And  judgment  unto  victory  send. 

1  CyOn  SIS    C.  M.    Doddridge.         Knaresboro 

J.  ^cJ  O  •  Encouragement  the  Young  have  to  setk  Chtw. 

1  'XTE  hearts  with  youthful  vigour  warm, 

JL    In  smiling  crowds  draw  near. 
And  turn  from  every  mortal  charm, 
A  Saviour's  voice  to  hear. 

2  He,  Lord  of  all  the  worlds  on  high, 

Stoops  to  converse  with  you ;  " 
And  lays  his  radiant  glories  by, 

Your  friendship  to  pursue. 
3 '  The  soul  that  longs  to  see  my  face, 

Is  sure  my  love  to  gain  : 
And  those  that  early^seek  my  grace, 

Shall  never  seek  in  vain.' 


TIMES  AND  SEASONS. 

4  What  object,  Lord,  my  soul  shall  move, 
If  once  compared  with  thee  1 
What  beauty  should  command  my  lovej 
Like  what  in  Christ  I  see  1 
I  5  Away,  ye  false,  delusive  toys, 
Vain  tempters  of  the  mind  ! 
'Tis  here  I  fix  my  lasting  choice, 
For  here  true  bliss  1  find. 

1  QOtJ  519    CM.    DoaJridge.  Tol 

LJ>0  4  »     Seek  first  the  Kingdom  of  God. 

1  IVrOW  let  a  true  ambition  rise, 
1^  And  avdlour  fire  our  breast, 
To  reign  in  worlds  above  the  skies, 

In  heavenly  glories  drest. 

2  Behold  Jehovah's  royal  hand 

A  radiant  crown  display, 
Whose  gems  with  vivid  lustre  shine, 
While  stars  and  suns  decay. 

3  Away  each  grovelling  anxious  care, 

Beneath  a^Chrisiian's  aim ; 
We  spring  to  seize  immortal  joys. 
In  our  Redeemer's  name. 

4  Ye  hearts  with  youthful  vigour  warm, 

The  glorious  prize  pursue  ; 
Nor  fear  the  want  of  earthly  good. 
While  heaven  is  kept  in  view. 

520 


1238.  SeelSU. 

i  OQQ  ^^'  ^'^^'  ^=^^'""-  ^ 

I  ,w(J  t/  •  Hoy}  shall  a  young  Man  cleanse  his  loay. 

1  TTTITH  humble  heart  and  tongue, 

VV    My  God,  to  thee  I  pray ; 
O  make  me  learn,  whilst  I  am  young, 
How  I  may  cleanse  my  way. 

2  Now  in  my  early  days, 
Teach  me  thy  will  to  know; 

O  God,  thy  sanctifying  grace 
Betimes  on  me  bestow. 

3  Make  an  unguarded  youth 
The  object  of  thy  care  ; 

Help  me  to  choose  the  way  of  truth, 
And  fly  from  every  snare. 


TIMES  AND  SEASONS. 

4  My  heart  to  folly  prone, 
Renew  by  power  divine  ; 

Unite  it  to  "thyself  alone, 
And  make  me  wholly  thine. 

5  O  let  thy  word  of  grace 

My  warmest  thoughts  employ, 
Be  this,  through  all  my  following  days, 
My  treasure  and  my  joy. 

6  To  what  thy  laws  impart 
Be  my  whole  soul  inclined  ; 

0  let  them  dwell  within  my  heart. 
And  sanctify  my  mind. 

7  May  thy  young  servant  learn 
By  these  to  cleanse  his  way  ; 

And  may  I  here  the  path  discern, 
That  leads  to  endless  day. 

1  OACi  5^    8.  S.  6.  or  L.  C.  M.  Chathai. 

■'■'*'  ■*'^*  The  Importance  of  educating  Toutli. 

Congregation. 
f  1  TVrOW  let  our  hearts  conspire  to  raise 
l\     A  cheerful  anthem  to  his  praise 

Who  reigns  enthroned  above: 
Let  music,~sweet  as  incense,  rise 
With  grateful  odours  to  the  skies, 
The^work  of  joy  and  love. 

Children. 

2  Teach  us  to  bow  before  thy  face, 
Nor  let  our  hearts  forsret  thy  grace, 

Or  slight  thy  providence  ; 
When  lost  in  ignorance  we  lay, 
To  vice  and  death  an  easy  prey. 

Thy  goodness  snatch'd  iis  thence. 

Congregation. 

3  O  what  a  numerous  race  we  see, 
In  ignorance  and  misery, 

Unprincipled,  untaught! 
Shall  they  continue  still  to  lie 
In  ignorance  and  misery  1 

We  cannot  bear  the  thought. 

Children. 

y  4 Give.  Lord,  each  liberal  soul  to  prove, 
The  joys  of  thine  exhaustless  love ; 


TIINIES  AND  SEASONS. 

And  while  thy  praise  we  sing, 
May  we  the  sacred  Scriptures  know, 
And  like  the  blessed  Jesus  ?row. 

That  earth  and  heaven  rnay  ring. 
Congregation. 

5  We  feel  a  sympathizing  heart ; 
Lord,  'tis  a  pleasure  to  impart ; 

To  thee  thine  own  we  give  : 
Hear  thou  our  cry,  and  pitying  see, 
O  let  these  children  live  to  thee, 

O  let  these  children  live. 

t  r%  A  1  523    C.  M.    J.  Straphan.       New  Haven. 

l!i41.  Thesanu. 

1  "DLEST  is  the  man  whose  heart  expands 
Jj  At  mrliing  pity's  call. 

And  the  rich  blessings  of  whose  hands 
Like  heavenly  manna  fall. 

2  Mercy,  descending  from  above, 

In  softest  accents  pleads; 
O !  may  each  tender  bosom  move, 
When  mercy  intercedes. 

3  Be  ours  the  bliss,  in  wisdom's  way 

To  guide  untutor'd  youth  ; 
And  lead  the  mind  that  went  astray 

To  virtue  and  to  truth. 
4 Children  our  kind  protection  claim. 

And  God  will  well  approve. 
When  infants  learn  to  lisp  his  name, 

And  their  Creator  love. 
f  5  Delightful  work  !  young  souls  to  win, 

And  turn  the  rising  race 
From  the  deceitful  paths  of  sin, 

To  seek  redeeming  grace. 

6  Almighty  God  !  thy  influence  shed 

To  aid  this  good  design  ; 
The  honours  of  thy  narne  be  spread, 
And  all  the  glory  thine. 

1  O  /I  f)  524    C.  M.  Funeral  Hymn. 

XX'^X'*  Old  Age  arproachins. 

8  I  T^TERNAL  God,  enthroned  on  high, 
J_J  Whom  angel  hosts  adore. 
Who  yet  to  suppliant  dust  art  nigh  : 
Thy  presence  I  implore. 


TBIES  AND  SEASONS. 

p  20  guide  me  down  the  steep  of  age, 
And  keep  my  passions  cool ; 
Teach  me  lo  scan  the  sacred  page, 
And  practise  every  rule. 

3  My  flying  years  time  urges  on, 

What's" human  must  decay ; 
My  friends,  my  young  companions  gone, 
Can  1  expect  to  stay  ? 

4  Can  I  exemption  plead  when  death 

Projects  his  awful  dart  ? 
Can  medicines  then  prolong  my  breath. 

Or  virtue  shield  my  heart? 
s  5  Ah  !  no— then  smooth  the  mortal  hour, 

On  thee  my  hope  depends ; 
Support  me  with  almighty  power. 

While  dust  to  dust  descends. 

6  Then  shall  my  soul,  O  gracious  God, 

(While  angels  join  the  lay,) 
Admitted  to  the  blest  abode, 
Its  endless  anthems  pay, — 

7  Through  heaven,  howe'er  remote  the  bouncl, 

Thy  matchless  love  proclaim. 
And  join  the  choir  of  saints  that  sound 
Their  great  Redeemer's  name. 


RiST  AXD  TB.iNKSGIFlXG  D.iTS. 

1  rtAQ  525    C.  M.  1 

LX'^O,  Tar  a puUic  Fast. 

1  QEE,  gracious  God,  before  thy  throne, 
O  Thy  mourning  people  bend  ; 
'Tis  on  thy  sovereign  grace  alone 
Our  humble  hopes  depend. 
8  2  Tremendous  judgments  from  thy  hand 
Thy  dreadful  power  display  ; 
Yet  mercy  spares  this  guilty  land. 
And  still  we  live  to  pray. 

3  Great  God.  and  is  ColumDia  spared, 

Ungrateful  as  we  are  ! 
Omake  thy  awful  warnings  heard, 
While  mercy  cries, '  Forbear.' 

4  What  land  so  favour'd  of  the  skies. 

As  these  apostate  States ! 


TIMES  AND  SEASONS. 
Our  numerous  crimes  increasing  rise, 
Yet  still  thy  vengeance  waits. 
s  5  How  changed,  alas  !  are  truths  divine, 
For  error,  guilt,  and  shame  ! 
What  impious  numbers,  bold  in  sin, 
Disgrace  the  Christian  name  ! 
6  Regardless  of  thy  smile  or  frown, 
Their  pleasures  they  require  ; 
And  sink  with  gay  indifference  down 
To  everlasting  fire. 
p  7  0  turn  us,  turn  us,  mighty  Lord, 
By  thy  resistless  grace  ; 
Then  shall  our  hearts  obey  thy  word. 
And  humbly  seek  thy  face. 
STlien,  should  insulting  foes  invade. 
We  shall  not  sink  in  fear ; 
Secure  of  never-failing  aid. 
If  God,  our  God  is  near. 

\  OAA  526    CM.  Yorfc 

L^^'-tt  ji  Hymn  for  Fast-day. 

1 TTTHEN  Abram,  full  of  sacred  awe, 
VV    Before  Jehovah  stood, 
And,  with  an  humble,  fervent  prayer, 
For  guilty  Sodom  sued  ; 

2  With  what  success,  what  wondrous  grace, 

Was  his  petition  crown'd  ! 
The  Lord  would  spare,  if  in  the  place 
Ten  righteous  men  were  found. 

3  And  could  a  single  holy  soul 

So  rich  a  boon  obtain  ?- 
Great  God,  and  shall  a  nation  cry, 
And  plead  with  thee  in  vain  'i 

4  Columbia,  guilty  as  she  is, 

Her  numerous  saints  can  boast ; 
And  now  their  fervent  prayers  ascend, 
And  can  those  prayers  be  lost  J 

5  Are  not  the  righteous  dear  to  thee, 

Now  as  in  ancient  times  ? 
Or  does  this  sinful  land  exceed 
Gomorrah  in  its  crimes  7 
'6  Still  are  we  thine,  we  bear  thy  name. 
Here  yet  is  thine  abode  ; 
Long  has  Ihy  presence  ble.'s'd  our  land 
Forsake  us  not,  O  God. 


TIMES  AND  SEASONS. 

10  A  X  527  .  L.  M.    Steele.  Westaorlan* 

^  44  O  •  On  a  Day  of  Prayer  for  Success  in  War. 

1  T  ORD,  how  shall  wretched  sinners  darp 
JLi  Look  up  10  ihy  divine  abode  ? 
Or  offer  their  imperfect  prayer 
Before  a  jusl,  a  holy  God  ? 
s  2  Bright  terrors  suard  thy  awful  seat, 
And  dazzling  glories  veil  thy  face; 
Yet  mercy  calls  us  to  thy  feet, 
Thy  throne  is  still  a  throne  of  grace. 

3  O  may  our  souls  thy  grace  adore, 
May  Jesus  plead  our  humble  claim, 
While  thy  protection  we  implore, 
In  Ms  prevailing,  glorious  name. 

4  With  all  the  boasted  pomp  of  war 
In  vain  we  dare  the  hostile  field; 
In  vain,  unless  the  Lord  be  there  ; 
Thy  arm  alone  our  land  can  shield. 

5  Let  past  experience  of  thy  care 
Support  our  hope,  our  trust  invite ! 
Again  attend  our  humble  prayer  ! 
Again  be  mercy  thy  delight ! 

6  Our  arms  succeed,  our  counsels  guide. 
Let  thy  right  hand  our  cause  mamtaia ; 
Till  war's  destructive  rage  subside. 
And  peace  resume  her  gentle  reign. 

7  Great  God,  the  promised  period  bring, 
Let  standards  be  no  more  unfurl'd  ; 
Come,  peace,  and  bless  with  balmy  wing 
The  eastern  and  the  western  world. 

y  8  When  shall  the  gospel's  healing  ray 
(Kind  Source  of  amity  divine) 
Spread  o'er  the  world  celestial  day ! 
When  shall  the  nations,  Lord,  be  thine ! 

1r\  A  n  528    L-  M.    Davies.  Dresdea 

^  4t  O  •    National  Judgments  deprecated. 

p  1  TT7HILE  o'er  our  guilty  land,  O  Lord, 
VV    We  view  the  terrors  of  thy  sword ; 
O  !  whither  shall  the  helpless  fly ; 
To  whom  but  thee  direct  their  cry ! 
2The  helpless  sinner's  cries  and  tears 
Are  grown  familiar  to  thine  ears  ; 
Oft  Has  thy  mercy  sent  relief, 
When  all  was  fear  and  hopeless  grief. 


TDIES  AND  SEASONS. 

3  On  thee,  our  guardian  God,  %Ye  call ; 
Before  ihy  throne  of  grace  we  fall ; 
And  is  there  no  deliverance  tliere  ; 
And  must  we  perish  in  despair? 
•  4  See,  we  repent,  we  weep,  we  mourn, 
To  our  forsaken  God  we  turn  ; 
O  spare  our  guilty  country,  spare 
The  church  which  thou  hast  planted  here. 

5  We  plead  thy  grace,  indulgent  God; 
We  plead  thy  Son's  atoniiig  blood  ; 
We  plead  thy  gracious  promises, 
And  are  they  unavailing  pleas  1 

6  These  pleas,  presented  at  thy  throne, 
Have  brought  ten  thousand  blessings  down 
On  guilty  lands,  in  helpless  wo; 

Let  them  prevail  to  save  us  too. 

1  0<d.*7  ^^    ^'^^'  Bnintrea. 

''■  •^  ■*  '  •  Thankigiving  for  Victory  over  EnemU^. 

1  fTX)  thee,  who  reign'st  supreme  above, 
X   And  reign'st  supreme  below, 
Thou  God  of  wisdom,  power,  and  love, 

We  our  successes  owe. 

2  The  thundering  horse,  the  martial  band, 

Without  thine  aid  were  vain; 

Ami  victory  flies  at  thy  command 

To  crown  the  bright  campaign. 

3  Thy  mighty  arm  imseen  was  nigh, 

When  we  our  foes  assail'd  ; 
Tis  thou  hast  raised  our  honours  high 
And  o'er  their  hosts  prevail'd. 
4Theirmounds,  their  camps,  their  lofty  lowers, 
Into  our  hand?  are  given  ; 
Not  from  desert  or  strength  of  ours, 
But  through  the  grace  of  heaven. 
6  What  though  no  columns  lifted  high, 
Stand  deep  inscribed  with  praise; 
Yet  sounding  honours  to  the  sky 
Our  grateful  tongues  shall  raise. 
6  To  our  young  race  will  we  proclaim 
The  mercies  God  has  shown  ; 
That  they  may  learn  to  bless  his  name. 
And  choose  him  for  their  awn. 
47 


TiaiES  AND  SEASONS. 
7  Thus,  while  we  sleep  in  silent  dust, 
When  ihreatenintr  dangers  come, 
Their  father's  God  shall  be  their  trust, 
Their  refuge  and  their  home. 
■I  Q  ^  Q  530    L.  II.    Beddome.  Costelc 

-*■  '^  '*  ^  •  Peace  prayed  for. 

1  (~\^  US  oppressed  beneath  thy  stroke, 
V_/  Now  overwhelm'd  with  guilt  and  shame, 
Deign,  mighty  God,  once  more  to  look;; 
The  same  thy  power,  thy  grace  the  same. 

2  Let  peace  descend  with  balmy  wing, 
And  all  its  blessinss  round  her  shed  ; 
Her  liberties  be  well  secured, 

And  commerce  lift  its  fainting  head : 
I  3  Let  the  loud  cannon  cease  to  roar, 
The  warlike  trump  no  lonerer  sound  : 
The  din  of  arms  be  heard  no  more, 
Nor  human  blood  pollute  the  ground. 

4  Let  hostile  troops  drop  from  their  hands 
The  useless  s-.vord,  the  glittering  spear ; 
And  join  in  friendship's' sacred  bands. 
Nor  one  dissentient  voice  be  there. 

5  Thus  save,  0  Lord,  a  sinking  land  : 
Millions  of  tongues  shall  then  adore, 
Resound  the  honours  of  thy  name, 

And  spread  thy  praise  from  shore  to  shore. 

1  QAQ  531    L.  ^L  GrotOB 

■^  ^  ^  *  Praisi  for  natimml  Peace. 

1  ri  RE  AT  Ruler  of  the  earth  and  skies, 
\jr  A  word  of  thy  almighty  breath 
Can  sink  the  world,  or  bid  it  rise  ; 
Thy  smile  is  life,  thy  frown  is  death. 
I  2  When  angry  nations  rush  to  arms. 
And  rage  and  noise,  and  tumult  reign, 
And  war  resounds  in  dire  alarms, 
And  slaughter  spreads  the  hostile  plains; 

3  Thy  sovereign  eye  looks  calmly  down. 
And  marks  their  course,  and  bounds  their 

power : 
Thy  word  the  angry  nations  own, 
And  noise  and  war  "are  heard  no  more. 
;•  Then  peace  returns  with  balmy  wing, 
(Sweet  peace,  with  her  what  blessings  fled  !5 


TIMES  AM)  SEASONS. 

Glad  plenty  laughs,  the  valleys  sing, 
Reviving  commerce  lifts  her  head. 
5  Thou  good,  and  wise,  and  righteous  Lord, 
All  move  subservient  to  thy  will ; 
And  peace  and  war  await  thy  word, 
And  thy  sublime  decrees  fulfil. 
/*  6  To  thee  we  pay  our  grateful  songs, 
Thy  kind  protection  still  implore ; 
O  may  our  hearts,  and  lives,  and  tongues, 
Confess  thy  goodness,  and  adore. 

■jQCA  532    L.  M.  Duke-street 

J./4/c/V/*  Thaiiks^ivin^  for  national  Deliverance. 

1  T)RAISE  to  the  Lord,  who  bows  his  ear, 
JT  Propitious  to  his  people's  prayer, 
And,  though  deliverance  long  delay, 
Answers  in  his  well-chosen  day. 
I  2  Salvation  doth  to  God  belong  ; 

His  power  and  grace  shall  be  our  song ; 
The  tribute  of  our  love  we  bring 
To  thee,  our  Saviour,  and  our  King  ! 

8  Our  temples,  guarded  from  the  flame, 
Shall  echo  thy  triumphant  name  ; 
And  every  peaceful,  private  home, 
To  thee  a  temple  shall  become. 

4  Still  be  it  our  supreme  delight 
To  walk  as  in  thy  honour'd  sight ; 
Hence  in  thy  precepts  and  thy  fear 
'Till  life's  last  hour  to  persevere. 

1  Cy  K'X        ^"^    "^'^  ^""^  ^'''*    Doddridge.         Portland. 
•■•  '•^  ■*■  •  Thanks  to  God  for  ever-enduring  Goodness. 


I  1  TTOUSE  of  our  God,  with  cheerful  anthems 
XJ.        ring, 
While  all  our  lips  and  hearts  his  goodness 

sing; 
With  sacred  joy  his  wondrous  deeds  proclaim; 
Let  every  tongue  be  vocal  with  his  name : 
The  Lord  is  good  ;  his  mercy  never  endins. 
His  blessings  in  perpetual  showers  descending. 
2  The  heaven  of  heavens  he  with  his  bounty 
fills; 
Ye  seraphs  bright,  on  ever-blooming  hills. 
His  honours  sound  ;  you  to  whom  good  alono, 
Unminsled.  ever-growing,  has  been  known. 


TDIES  AND  SEASONS. 

Through  your  immortal  life,  with  love  increas- 

ine, 
Proclaim  your  Maker's  goodness  never  ceasing. 
3 Thou  earth,  enlishien"d  l)y  his  ra.vs  divine. 
Pregnant  with  grass,  and'corn,  and  oil,  aiid 

wine, 
Crown'd  with  his  goodness,  let  thy  nations 

meet, 
And  lay  themselves  at  his  paternal  feet ; 
With  grateful  lovethat  liberal  liand  confessing, 
Wliich  through  each  heart   di'^usetii    every 

blessing. 
4  Sinn  enrich'd  with  his  distinguish'd  grace, 
Bless'd  with  the  rays  of  thine  Immanuel'a 

face— 
Zion,  Jehovah's  portion  and  delight, 
Graven  on  his  hands,  and  hourly^in  his  sight. 
In  sacred  strains  exalt  that  grace'excellin?i 
Which   makes  thy  humble  hill  his   chosen 

dwelling. 

5 His  goodness  never  ends;    the  dawn,  the 

shade. 

Still  see  new  bounties  through  new  scenes 

display'd  ; 
Succeeding  ases  bless  this  sure  abode, 
And  children  lean  upon  their  fathers  God  ; 
The  deathless  soul  through  its  immense  dura 
tion. 
Drinks  from  this  source  immortal  consolation. 
'  6  Burst  into  praise,  my  soul ;  all  nature  join ; 
Ansrels  and  men  in  harmony  combine, 
While  human  years  are  measured  by  the  son 
And  while  eternity  its  course  shall  run  : 
His  goodness,  in  perpetual  showers  descending 
Exalt  in  songs  and  raptures  never  ending. 

I  O  Ai  O  au    L.  p.  M.  Hobart. 

L  y^/U  X/»         A  ^tnava  ThatUiS^wins. 

1  QAY,  should  we  search  the  globe  around, 
O  Where  can  such  happiness  be  found 

As  dwells  in  this  much-favour'd  land  ? 
Here  plenty  rei<rns ;  here  freedom  sheds 
Her  choicest  blessings  on  our  heads  : 

Bv  God  supported~still  we  stand. 

2  Here  commerce  spreads  the  wealthy  store, 
Which  comes  from  every  foreign  shore ; 


TIMES  AND  SEASONS. 

Science  and  art  their  cliarms  display ; 
Religion  teacheth  us  to  raise 
Our  voices  ia  our  Mali:er's  praise, 

As  truth  and  conscience  point  the  way. 
3  These  are  tliy  gifts,  Almighty  King  ! 
From  thee  our  matchless  blessings  spring ; 

Tu'  extended  shade,  the  fruitful  skies, 
The  raptures  liberty  bestows, 
Tlie  eternal  joys  the  gospel  shows. 

All  from  thy  boundless  goodness  rise. 

/  4  With  grateful  hearts,  with  cheerful  tongueg, 
To  God  we  raise  united  songs  ; 

His  power  anil  mercy  we  proclaim ; 
And  still,  through  every  age  shall  own, 
Jehovah  here  hath  lix'd  liis  throne, 

And  triumph  in  his  mighty  name. 

5  Long  as  the  moon  her  course  shall  run, 
Or  man  behold  the  circling  sun, 

Mayst  thou  o'er  fair  Columbia  reign; 
Still  crown  her  counsels  with  success. 
With  peace  and  joy  her  borders  bless, 

And  all  her  sacred  rights  maintain. 


1251  ^'^^    ^■^'  Blendon. 

X^UtJ*        Deliverances.    Num.  xxiii. 

1  TirrHAT  hath  God  wrought !  might  Israel 

When  Jordan  rolPd  its  tide  away 
And  gave  a  passage  to  their  bands, 
Safely  to  march  across  its  sands. 

2  What  hath  God  wrought !  might  well  be  said, 
When  Jesus,  rising  irom  the  dead, 
Scatter'd  the  shades  of  pagan  night. 

And  bless'd  the  nations  with  his  light. 
/  3  What  hath  God  wrought !  O  blissful  theme  : 
Are  weredeem'd  and  call'd  by  himl 
Shall  we  be  led  the  desert  through— 
And  safe  arrive  at  glory  loo  ] 

/  4The  news  shall  every  heart  employ, 
Fill  every  tongue  with  rapturous  joy ; 
When  shall  we  join  the  heavenly  throng, 

I  :;To  swell  the  triumph  and  the  song ! 


G' 


TDIES  AND  SEASONS. 

1  O  ^   1  536    L.  >L  Old  HnaiJwL 

l.^D^»   Pra'jer  fyr  l.'u  Pni idait,  Con^rat, MagittraUl 

REAT  Lord  of  all,  ihy  matchless  povrec 
Archangels  in  me  heavens  adore ; 

With  ihem  our  Sovereieu  ihee  we  own, 

And  bow  the  knee  before  ihy  throne. 
2  Let  dove-eyed  peace,  with  odour'd  wing, 

On  us  her  grateful    blessings  ding; 

Freetiora  spread  beauteous  as  the  mom, 

And  plenty  fill  her  ample  horn. 
3Pour  on  our  Chief  thy  mercies  dovm, 

His  days  with  heavenly  wisdom  crown  ; 

Kesoiv'e  his  heart,  where'er  he  goes, 

To  launch  the  stream  mat  duty^shows. 

4  Over  our  Capiiol  didruse, 

From  hJUs  divine,  my  welcome  de»vs ; 
While  Congress,  m  one  patriot  baud, 
Prove  the  firm  fortress  of  our  land. 

5  Our  jVIaLgisiraies  with  grace  susiain, 
Nor  let  ihem  bear  the  sword  in  vain ; 
Long  as  they  fill  their  awful  seat, 
Be  vice  seen  dying  at  their  feet. 

f  6  For  ever  from  the  western  sky. 
Bid  the  '  destroying  angel'  liy  ! 
With  grateful  songs  our  heans  inspire. 
And  round  us  place  a  wall  of  fire. 


SIC£X£SS  dXD  RECOrERT. 


1  n  i::e:         537  a  >l  siede.  w 

XXOD*  Detirin^tbePrtxnotofGcd  inJfflidum. 

p  1  'T^HOU  only  centre  of  my  rest, 
X     Look  down  with  pitying  eye, 
While  with  protracted  pain  opprest, 
I  breathe  the  }^  laintive  sigh. 

2  Thy  gracious  preseuce,  O  my  God, 

My  every  wish  contains; 
With  this,  beneath  affliction's  load, 
My  heart  no  more  complains. 

3  This  can  my  every  care  control, 

Gild  each  dark  scene  with  light, 
This  is  the  sunshine  of  the  soul. 
Without  it  all  is  nighu 


TIMES  AND  SEASONS. 

_/■  4]\Iy  Lord,  my  life,  O  cheer  my  heart 
Wiih  ihy  reviving  ray, 
And  bid  these  mouruful  shades  depart. 
And  bring  the  dawn  of  day, 

5  O  happy  scenes  of  pure  delight ! 

Where  ihy  full  beams  impart 
Unclouded  beauty  to  the  sight, 
And  rapture  to  the  heart. 

6  Her  pan  in  those  fair  realms  of  bliss, 

My  spirit  longs  to  know  ; 
My  wishes  terminate  in  this, 

Nor  can  they  rest  below. 
p  7  Lord,  shall  the  breathings  of  my  heart 

Aspire  in  vain  to  thee"! 
Confirm  my  hope,  that  where  thou  art 

I  shall  for  ever  be. 
/  8  Then  shall  my  cheerful  spirit  sing 

The  darksome  hours  away, 
And  rise  on  faith's  expanded  wing 

To  everlasting  day. 

1  C)  ^O  53S    C.  M.    Watts.  WalsaU 

1.  A^<J\J  t  Complaint  mid  Hope  under  great  Pain, 

1  T  ORD,  I  am  pain'd  ;  but  I  resiga 
JLi  JMy  body  to  thy  will ; 

'Tis  grace,  'tis  wisdom  all  divine, 
Appoints  the  pains  I  feel. 

2  Dark  are  the  ways  of  providence, 

While  they  who  love  thee  groan ; 
Thy  reasons  lie  conceal'd  from  sense, 

Mysterious  and  unknown. 
8  Yet  nature  may  have  leave  to  speak. 

And  plead  before  her  God, 
Lest  the  o'erburden'd  heart  should  break, 

Beneath  thine  heavy  rod. 
p  4  These  mournful  groans  and  flowing  tears 

Give  my  poor  spirit  ease  ; 
While  every  groan  my  Father  hears, 

And  every  tear  he  sees. 

5  [How  shall  I  glorify  my  God, 
In  bonds  of  grief  confined  ! 
Damp'd  is  my  vigour  while  this  clod 
Hangs  heavy  on  my  raind.j 


TDIES  AND  SEASONS. 

/  ols  not  some  smiling  hour  at  hand 

With  peace  upon  its  wings  ? 
Give  it,  O  (jod,  thy  swift  command, 

With  all  the  joys  it  brings. 
1  r%  [^>y  539    C.  M.    Le.-ich.  Baugcr. 

L  yZiO  i  *  For  a  Tune  of  general  Sickness. 

EATH.with  his  dread  commission  seal  'i, 


'D^i^ 


few  hastens  to  his  arms 
In  awful  state  he  takes  the  field, 
And  sounds  his  dire  alarms. 

2  Attendant  plagues  around  him  stand, 

And  wait  his  dread  command  ; 
And  pains  and  dying  groans  obey 
The  signal  of  his  hand. 

3  With  cruel  force  he  scatters  round 

His  shafts  of  deadly  power : 
While  the  grave  waits  its  destined  prey, 
Impatient  to  devour. 
/  4  Look  up,  ye  heirs  of  endless  joy, 
Nor  let  your  fears  prevail; 
Eternal  life  is  your  reward, 
When  life  on  earth  shall  fail. 

5  What  though  his  darts,  promiscuous  hurFd, 

Deal  fatal  plagues  around  ; 
And  heaps  of  putrid  carcasses 
O'erload  the  cumber'd  ground  : 

6  The  arrows  that  shall  wound  your  flesh, 

Were  given  him  from  above, 
Dipt  in  the  great  Redeemer's  blood, 

And  feather'd  all  with  love. 
p  7  These  with  a  gentle  hand  he  throws, 

And  saints  Tie  gasping  too  ; 
Yet  heavenly  strength  supp<irts  their  scclfl, 

And  bears  them  conquerors  through. 
/  3  Joyful  thoy  stretch  their  wings  abroad, 

And  all  in  triumph  rise 
To  the  fair  palace  of  their  God, 

And  mansions  in  the  skies. 

Id  (^Q  ^^°    f'*'  ^•*'"''^    ^-  ^^-  Aylesbury 

%0Om      Submission  under  .Affliction. 


1  "pvOST  thou  my  profit  seek, 
U  And  chasten  as  a  friend  ? 
O  God,  I'll  kiss  the  smarting  rod, 
There's  honey  al  the  end. 


TIMES  AND  SEASONS. 

2  Dost  thou  through  death's  dark  vale. 
Conduct  to  heaven  at  lasl  1 

The  fmure  good  will  make  amends 
For  all  the  evil  past. 

3  Lord,  I  wouUl  not  repine 

At  strokes  in  mercy  sent ; 
If  the  chastisement  ciimes  in  love, 
My  soul  shall  be  content. 

J  rj/ro      540    (id  Pirt.)    S's.    S.Pierce.        Portugal. 
L  >&  ^  O  •  Fur  a  sick  Chamber. 

Written  when  deprived  by  sickness  of  attending  public 
worsliip. 

1  nnHE  fabric  of  nature  is  fair, 

X   Btit  fairer  the  temple  of  irrace  ; 
To  saints  'tis  the  joy  of  the  earth, 
The  most  glorious  and  beautiful  place. 

2  To  this  temple  I  once  did  resort, 
With  crowds  of  the  people  of  God  ; 
Enraptured  we  enter'd  his  conns, 
An-d  hail'd  the  Redeemer's  abode. 

3  The  Father  of  mercies  we  praised, 
And  prostrated  low  at  his  throne ; 
The  Saviour  we  loved  and  adored, 
Who  loved  us  and  made  us  his  own. 

4 Full  oft  to  the  message  of  peace, 
To  sinners  address'd  from  the  sky, 
We  lislen'd— exlollins  that  grace, 
Which  set  us,  once  rebels,  on  high. 

5 Faith  clave  to  the  crucified  Lamb, 
Hope,  smiline,  exalted  its  head. 
Love,  warm'd  at  the  Saviour's  dear  name, 
And  vovv'd  to  observe  what  he  said. 
/6  What  pleasure  appear'd  in  the  looks 
Of  the  brethren  and  sisters  around! 
With  transport  all  seem'd  to  reflect 
On  the  blessings  in  Jesus  they'd  found. 

7  Sweet  moments  !  If  aught  upon  earth 
Resembles  the  joy  of  tlie  skies, 

It  is  when  the  hearts  of  their  flock, 
Conjoin'd  to  their  Shepherd  arise. 

8  But  ah  !  these  sweet  moments  are  fled ; 
Pale  sickness  compels  me  to  stay 
Where  no  voice  of  the  turtle  is  heard 
As  the  moments  are  hasting  away. 


TIIMES  AND  SEASONS. 


p  9  My  God  !  thou  art  holy  and  good, 
Thy  plans  are  all  righteous  and  wise  , 
O  help  me  submissive  to  wait 
Till  thou  biddest  thy  servant  arise.— 

10  If  to  follow  thee  here  in  thy  courts, 
May  it  be  with  all  ardour  and  zeal, 
"With  success  and  increasing  delight, 
Performing  the  whole  of  thy  will. 

11  Or  shouldst  thou  in  bondage  detain, 
To  visit  tliy  temples  no  more, 
Prepare  me  for  mansions  above. 
Where  nothing  exists  to  deplore! — 

12  Where  Jesus,  the  Sun  of  the  place, 
Refulgent,  incessamly  shines, 
Eternally  blessing  his  saints. 

And  pouring  delight  on  their  minds. 

13  There — there  are  no  prisons  to  hold 
The  captive  from  tasting  delieht ; 
There— there  the  day  never  is  closed, 
With  shadows,  or  darkness,  or  night: 

1 14  There  myriads  and  myriads  shall  meal 
In  our  Saviour's  high  praises  to  join ; 
While  transported'we  fall  at  his  feet, 
And  extol  his  redemption  divine. 
15  Enough,  then— my  heart  shall  no  more 
Of  iis'present  bereavements  complain  ; 
Since  ere  long  I  to  heaven  shall  soar, 
And  ceaseless  enjoyments  obtain. 

If)  ACQ     541     (1st  Part.)  8.  7.  4.  S.Pierce.    Graenf 
1  ^DU»  Sweet  Ajfjiidtoiu—.i  Song  in  a  Storm. 

1 TN  the  floods  of  tribulation, 
X    While  the  billows  o'er  me  roll, 
Jesus  whispers  consolation. 

And  supports  my  fainting  soul: 
Hallelujah,  hallelujah, 
Hallelujah,  praise  the  Lord. 
2  Thus  the  lion  yields  me  honey,' 

From  the  eater  food  is  given  : 
Strengthen'd  thus,  I  stiirpress  forward, 

Singing,  as  I  wade  to  heaven, — 
Sweeraffliciion,  sweet  alfliction, 
And  my  sins  are  all  forgiven. 


TDIES  AND  SEASONS. 

3  'Mid  the  gloom  the  vivid  lightnings 

With  increasing  brightness  play, 
'Mid  the  thorn-brake  beauteous  flowerets 

Look  more  beautiful  and  gay : 
Hallelujah,  &c. 

4  So  in  darkest  dispensations. 

Doth  my  faithful  Lord  appear, 
With  his  richest  consolations. 

To  reanunate  and  cheer  : 
Sweet  affliction,  sweet  affliction. 
Thus  to  bring  my  Saviour  near. 
ZSFloods  of  tribulation  heighten, 

Billows  still  around  me  roar, 
Those  that  know  not  Christ— ye  frighten ; 

But  my  soul  defies  your  power : 
Hallelujah,  &c. 
6 In  the  sacred  page  recorded 

Thus  the  word'  securely  stands ; 
*  Fear  not,  I'm  in  trouble  near  thee, 

Nought  shall  pluck  you  from  my  hands 
Sweet  affliction,  sweet  affliction, 
Every  word  my  love  demands. 
7  All  I  meet  I  find  assists  me 

In  my  path  to  heavenly  joy, 
Where,  though  trials  now  attend  me 

Trials  never  more  annoy  : 
Hallelujah,  &c. 
SBless'd  there  with  a  weight  of  glory, 

Still  the  path  I'll  ne"er  forget, 
But,  exulting  cry,  it  led  me 

To  my  blessed  Saviour's  seat- 
Sweet  affliction,  sweet  affliction. 
Which  has  brought  to  Jesus'  feet. 

1  9  ^  Q  ^^^    ^^'^  ^^"^^    ^  ^  Uothwel 

±.  AfJ  tj  »  Sickness  aiid  Recovery. 

1  \  WHILE  remain'd  the  doubtful  strife, 
XX  Till  Jesus  gave  me  back  my  life : 
My  life  !— my  soul,  recall  the  word, 
'Tis  life  to  see  thy  gracious  Lord. 

2  Why  inconvenient  now  to  die, 
Vile  unbelief,  O  tell  me  why  } 
When  can  it  inconvenient  be. 
My  loving  Lora,  to  come  to  thee  ? 


TIMES  AND  SEASONS. 

5  He  saw  me  made  the  sport  of  hell, 
He  knew  the  tempter's  malice  well; 
And  when  my  soul  had  all  to  fear, 
Then  did  the  glorious  Sun  appear. 

40  bless  him  ;  bless,  ye  dying  saints ! 
The  God  of  grace,  when'naiure  fainta' 
He  show'd  my  flesh  the  gaping  grave, 
To  show  me  he  had  power  to  save. 

1  r)£?n       ^-     (IstP"'-)  C.  M.  Dodirid?e.       LondM 
1  y^  D  U  •    Praise  Jot  Recove-.y  from  Sickliest. 

1  Q0\'EKE1GN  of  life,  I  own  thy  hand, 

0  In  every  chastening  stroke  ; 
And,  while  I  smart  beneath  thy  rod, 

Thy  presence  I  invoke. 

2  To  thee  in  my  distress  1  cried, 

And  thou  hast  bow'd  thine  ear; 
Thy  powerful  word  my  life  prolong'^ 
And  brought  salvation  near. 

3  Unfold,  ye  gates  of  righteousness. 

That  with  the  pious  throng, 

1  may  record  my  solemn  vows, 
And  tune  my  grateful  song. 

4  Praise  to  the  Lord,  whose  gentle  hanl 

Renews  our  labouring  breath: 
Praise  to  the  Lord,  who  makes  his  saints 
Triumphant  e'en  in  death. 

6  My  God,  in  thine  appointed  hour, 

Those  heavenly  gates  display, 
Where  pain  and  sin,  and  fear  and  death, 

For  ever  flee  away. 
6  There,  while  the  nations  of  the  bless'd 

With  raptures  bow  around, 
My  anthems  to  delivering  grace 

In  sweeter  strains  shall'sound. 

lCiQC\  ^^    (2JPart.)    S.  M.  Wal 

X  X  D  U •  The  Benefit  oftaticiifitd.ifflidion. 

1  TTOW  gracious,  and  how  wise, 
Xl  Is  our  chastising  God  ; 

And,  O  !  how  rich  the  blessings  are 
Which  blossom  from  his  rod  ! 

2  He  lifts  it  up  on  high 
With  pity  in  his  heart, 

That  every  stroke  his  children  feel 
May  grace  and  peace  impeirt. 


TBTE  AND  ETERNITY. 

8    Instructed  thus  they  bow 

And  own  his  sovereign  sway  ; 
They  turn  their  erring Tootsteps  back 
To  his  forsaken  way. 

4  His  covenant  love  they  ■'eek, 
And  seek  llie  happy  bands 

That  closer  siill  engage  their  hearts, 
To  honour  his  comniands. 

5  Dear  Father,  we  consent 
To  discipline  divine : 

And  bless  the  pain  that  makes  our  souls 
Still  more  completely  thine. 

6  Supported  by  thy  love, 

We  tend  to  realms  of  peace, 
"Where  every  pain  shah  far  remove, 
And  every  frailty  cease. 


TII\IE  AND  ETERNITY, 

r  CtPI  543    L.  M.    Steele.  Windham 

X  >£>  U  1  •  rpfj^  Shwtnas  of  Time  and  Frailty  of  Man 

1  A  OIIGHTY  Maker  of  my  frame, 
J\.  Teach  me  the  measure  of  my  days! 
Teach  me  to  know  how  frail  I  am, 

And  spend  the  remnant  to  thy  praise. 

2  My  days  aie  shorter  than  a  span  ; 
A  little  point  my  life  appears: 
How  frail,  at  best,  is  dying  man, 
How  vain  are  all  his  hopes  and  fears'? 

3Vain  his  ambition,  noise,  and  show. 
Vain  are  the  cares  which  rack  his  mind  ! 
He  heaps  ujj  treasures  mix'd  with  wo, 
And  dies,  and  leaves  them  all  behind'. 
Z  4  0,  be  a  nobler  portion  mine ! 

My  God  !  I  bow  before  thy  throne ; 
Earth's  fleeting  treasures  I  resign, 
And  fix  my  hope  on  thee  alono. 

10  RO  ^^    ^"  ^^'    ^°'^'^"^S°-  Aniheim. 

'*' "  -^  •    The  Wisdom  of  redeeming  Time. 
I  f^OD  of  Eternity,  from  thee 
vT  Did  infant  Time  his  bein^  draw  ; 
Moments  and  days,  and  months  and  yean, 
Revolve  by  ihine  unvaried  law. 


TDEE  AXD  ETERNITY. 

2Sileat  and  slow  they  glide  awar ; 
Steady  aad  strong  tlie  cuiTenl  flows  ; 
Lost  in  eternity's  wide  sea — 
The  boundless' gulf  from  whence  it  rose. 

3  "With  it  the  tl.  Dughtless  sons  of  men 
Before  the  rapid'streams  are  borne 
On  to  that  everlasting  home, 
Whence  not  one  soul  can  e'er  return. 

4  Yet,  while  the  shore  on  either  side 
Presents  a  gaudy,  flattering  show, 
We  gaze,  in  fond  amusement  lost, 
Nor  Ihinli;  to  what  a  world  we  go. 

8  5  Great  Source  of  Wisdom !  teach  my  heart 
To  know  the  price  of  every  hour  ; 
That  time  may  bear  me  on  to  joys 
Beyond  its  measure  and  its  power. 

1  Q  rj  O  545    "s.    Rj-land.        German  HjTnn. 

L^UOt  j^  Sai/ir  happy  in  Uin;  at  the  disposal  of  God. 

1  SOVEREIGN  Ruler  of  the  skies ! 
kJ   Ever  gracious,  ever  wise ! 

All  my  times  are  in  thy  hand. — 
All  events  at  thy  command. 

2  His  decree,  who  form'd  the  earth, 
Fix'd  my  first  and  second  birth: 
Parents,' native  place,  and  time, 
All  appointed  were  by  him. 

3  He  that  form'd  me  in  the  womb, 
He  shall  guide  me  to  the  tomb  ; 
All  my  times  shall  ever  be 
Order'd  by  his  wise  decree. 

4  Times  of  sickness,  times  of  health, 
Times  of  penury  and  wealth  ; 
Times  of  trial  and  of  grief. 
Times  of  triumph  and  relief : 

5  Times  the  tempter's  power  to  prove ; 
Times  to  taste  a  Saviour's  love  : 

All  must  come,  and  last  and  end. 
As  shall  please  my  heavenly  Friend. 
6Plasues  and  deaths  around  me  fly; 
Till  he  bids,  I  cannot  die  : 
Not  a  sinsle  shaft  can  hit 
Till  the  God  of  love  sees  fit. 


TIME  AND  ETERNITY.. 

rO  thou  Gracious,  "Wise,  and  Just, 
In  tiiy  hands  my  life  I  trust : 
Have  I  somewiiat  dearer  still '?— 
I  resign  it  to  thy  will. 

8  May  I  always  own  thy  hand- 
Still  to  ihee  surrender'd  stand  ; 
Know  that  thou  art  God  alone, 
I  and  mine  are  all  thy  own. 

9  Thee,  at  all  times,  will  I  bless , 
Having  thee,  I  all  possess  : 
How  can  I  bereaved  be, 
Since  I  cannot  part  with  thee  1 

1  Ofi  J  ^''^    ^'^'    ^'^®'®"  New  York. 

■i-  -*'  D  ^«  xime  and  Eternity. 

1  TTOW  long  shall  earth's  alluring  toys 
JjL    Detain  our  hearts  and  eyes, 
Regardless  of  immortal  joys, 

And  strangers  to  the  skies  1- 

2  These  transient  scenes  will  soon  decay, 

They  fade  upon  the  sight, 
And  quickly  will  their  brightest  day 
Be  lost  in  endless  night. 

3  Their  brightest  day,  alas  !  how  vain ! 

With  conscious  sighs  we  own  ; 
While  clouds  of  sorrow,  care,  and  pain, 
O'ershade  the  smiling  noon. 
40,  could  our  thoughts  and  wishes  fly, 
Above  these  glo'omy  shades, 
To  those  bright  worlds  beyond  the  sky, 
Which  sorrow  ne'er  invades  ! 
5  There  joys  unseen  by  mortal  eyes. 
Or  reason's  feeble  ray, 
In  ever-blooming  prospects  rise, 
Unconscious  of  decay. 
/■  6Lord,  send  a  beam  of  light  divine 
To  guide  our  upward  aim  ; 
With  one  reviving  touch  of  thine, 
Our  languid  hearts  inflame. 
/7Then  shall,  on  faith's  sublimest  wing, 
Our  ardent  wishes  rise 
To  those  bright  scenes  where  pleasures  spring 
Immortal,  in  the  skies. 


ff 


TIME  AND  ETERNITY. 

IQOK  547    S.  M.    Stennett,  Shirland 

Xy^\J<Jt  j){^,ine  Mercies  in  amstant  succession. 
'OW  various  and  how  new, 
Are  thy  compassious,  Lord! 
Each  mofnini'  shall  lliy  mercies  show, 
Each  nighrihy  tnilh  record. 
2     Thy  goodness,  like  the  sun 
Dawn'd  on  our  early  days, 
Ere  infant  reason  had  begun 
To  form  our  lips  10  praise. 
8     Each  object  we  beheld 
Gave  pleasure  to  our  eyes  ; 
And  nature  all  our  senses  held 
In  bands  of  sweet  surprise. 

4  But  pleasures  more  refined 
Awaited  that  bless'd  day 

When  light  arose  upon  our  mind, 
And  chased  our  sins  away. 

5  How  new  thy  mercies,  then  ! 
How  sovereign  and  how  free  ! 

Our  souls,  thal'had  been  dead  in  sin 
Were  made  alive  lo  ihee. 

PAUSE. 

f  6     Now  we  expect  a  day 

Still  brighter  far  than  this, 
When  death  shall  bear  our  souls  away 
To  realms  of  light  and  bliss. 
f  7     There  rapturous  scenes  of  joy 
Shall  burst  upon  our  sight ; 
And  every  pain,  and  tear,  and  sigh 
Be  drown'd  in  endless  light. 
f  8     Beneath  thy  balmy  wing, 
O  Sun  of  righteousness  ! 
Our  happy  souls  shall  sit  and  sing 
The  wonders  of  thy  grace. 
/  9     Nor  shall  that  radiant  day, 
So  joyfully  begun, 
In  evening  shadows  die  away, 
Beneath  the  setting  sun. 
10     How  various  and  how  new 
Are  thy  compassions,  Lord  . 
Eternity' thy  love  shall  show, 
And  all  thy  truth  record. 


TIME  AND  ETERNITY. 

Irynn  54s    L.  M.  Blendon. 

>^  U  O  •  Eternity  joyful  and  iremendous. 

8  1  T^TERNITY  is  just  at  hand, 

X-J  And  shall  I  waste  my  ebbing  sand, 
And  careless  view  departing  day, 
And  throw  my  inch  ol  time  away  1 

fi  2  Eternity!  tremendous  sound  ! 
To  guilty  souls  a  dreadful  wound  ! 
But,  O  !  if  Christ  and  heaven  be  mine 
How  sweet  the  accents  !  how  divine ! 
3  Be  this  my  chief,  my  only  care, 
]My  high  pursuit,  my  ardent  prayer— 
An  interest  in  the  Saviour's  blood, 
Ttly  pardon  seal'd,  and  peace  with  God. 

p  4  But  should  my  brightest  hopes  be  vain 
The  rising  doubt,  how  sharp  its  pain  ! 
My  fears,  O  gracious  God  !  remove  ; 
Speak  me  an  object  of  thy  love. 
5  Search,  Lord,  0  search  my  inmost  heart. 
And  light,  and  hope,  and  joy  impart: 
From  guilt  and  error  set  me  free, 
And  guide  me  safe  to  heaven  and  thee. 

1  Of}iJ  549    8.  8.  6.  Chatham 

X  /^  U  /  I  A  Prayer  for  Seriousness  in  Prospect  of  EUmitj 

g  1  T^HOU  God  of  glorious  majesty ! 

A.   To  thee,— against  myself,— to  thee, 

A  sinful  worm^  I  cry  : 
A  half-awaken'd  child  of  man, 
An  heir  of  endless  bliss  or  pain, 

A  sinner  born  to  die. 
2Lo  !  on  a  narrow  neck  of  land, 
'Twixt  two  unbounded  seas  I  stand; 

Yet  how  insensible  ! 
A  point  of  time,  a  moment's  space, 
Removes  me  to  yon  heavenly  place, 

Or— shuts  me  "up  in  hell. 
30  God!  my  inmost  soul  convert, 
And  deeply  on  my  thoughtful  heart 

Eternal  things  impress  ; 
Give  me  to  feel  their  solemn  weight, 
And  save  me  ere  it  be  too  late  ; 

Wake  me  to  righteousness. 
4 Before  me  place,  in  bright  array. 
The  pomp  of  that  tremendous  day, 


DEATH. 

When  thou  with  clouds  shall  come 
To  judge  the  nations  at  thy  bar ; 
And  tell  me,  Lord,  shall  1  be  there 

To  meet  a  joyful  doom  ? 
5  Be  this  my  one  great  business  here, 
With  holy  tiembling,  holy  fear,— 

To  make  my  calling  sure  ! 
Thine  utmost  "counsel  to  fulfil, 
And  suffer  all  thy  righteous  will, 

And  to  the  end  enclure  ! 
6 Then,  Saviour;  then  my  soul  receive, 
Transported  from  this  vale,  to  live 

And  reign  with  thee  above  ; 
Where  faith  is  sweetly  lost  in  sight, 
And  hope  in  full  supreme  delighl 

And  everlasiin'g  love. 

DEATH. 

ICtCiQ      550  (1st  Part.)  C-  M.    Watts.       Canterbmy. 
i^  D  O  .  Death  and  Eternity. 

1  T\/ri'"  thoughts,  that  often  mount  the  skies, 
IVx  Go,  search  the  world  beneath, 
Where  nature  all  in  ruin  lies. 

And  owns  her  sovereign— death. 

2  The  tyrant,  how  he  triumphs  here, 

His  trophies  spread  around  ; 
And  heaps  of  dust  and  bones  appear 
Through  all  the  hollow  ground. 

3  These  skulls,  what  ghastly  figures  now ! 

How  loathsome  to^the  eyesT 
These  are  the  heads  we  lately  knew. 

So  beauteous  and  so  wise. 
8  4  But  where  the  souls— those  deathless  things 

That  left  their  dying  day  ? 
My  thoughts,  now  strelch  out  all  your  wings, 

And  trace  eternity. 

5  0,  that  unfathomable  sea  ! — 

Those  deeps  without  a  shore, 
Where  living  waters  gently  play. 
Or  fiery  billows  roar ! 

6  There  shall  we  swim  in  heavenly  bliss, 

Or  sink  in  flaming  waves  ; 
While  the  pale  carcass  breathless  lies 
Among  the  silent  graves. 


DEATH. 

f  7  *  Prepare  us,  Lord,  for  thy  right  hand ! 
Then  come  the  joyful  day"; 
Come,  deaih,  and  some  celestial  band, 
To  bear  our  souls  away  !' 
1  QnO      __     550    (2d  Part.)    7.  6._  Grange. 


'A 


Pleasing  Ant  icipalimi  of  Death  and  Glory. 
H  !  I  shall  soon  be  dying, 
Time  swiftly  glides  away ; 


But  on  my  Lord  relying, 
I  hail  the  happy  day— 
2 The  day  when  I  must  enter  « 

Upon  a  world  unknown  ; 
My  helpless  soul  I  venture 
On  Jesus  Christ  alone. 
3 He  once  a  spotless  victim, 
Upon  Mount  Calvary  bled 
Jehovah  did  afflict  him, 
-And  bruise  him  in  my  stead 
4 Hence  all  my  hope  arises 
Unworthy  as  I  am  : 
My  soul  most  surely  prizes 
The  sin-atoning  Lamb. 

5  To  him,  by  grace  united, 

I  joy  in  him  alone; 
And  now,  by  faith  delighted, 
Behold  him  on  his  throne. 

6  There  he  is  interceding 

For  all  wiio  on  him  rest : 
The  grace  from  him  proceeding, 

Shall  waft  me  to  his  breast.  ^ 

Then  with  the  saints  in  glory 

The  grateful  song  I'll  raise. 
And  chant  my  blissful  story, 

In  high  seraphic  lays. 
8 Free  grace,  redeeming  merit, 

And  sanctifying  love, 
Of  Father,  Son,  and  Spirit, 

Shall  charm  the  courts  above. 

IOfiQ  ^^^    ^^^  P-"""')    C.  M.  WanUgBk 

X  U  O  •         The  safe  and  happy  Exit. 

1  T  ORD,  must  I  die  ?  O,  let  me  die 
±J  Trusting  m  thee  alone  ! 
My  living  testimony  given. 
Then  leave  my  dying  one ! 


DEATH. 

2If  I  mustdie,— 0  let  me  die 
In  peace  with  all  mankinJ  ; 
And  change  these  fleeiins  joys  below 
For  plea^sure  all  refined. 
3If  I  must  die— as  die  I  must- 
Let  some  kind  seraph  come, 
And  bear  me  on  his  friendly  wing 
To  my  celestial  home  ! 
4  Of  Canaan's  land,  from  Pisgah's  lop, 
May  I  but  have  a  view  ! 
Though  Jordan  should  overflow  its  banks, 
rirboldly  venture  through. 

IOfiCk  ^^^    ^'^*  Part.)    6"s  and  8's.  Clapbiujw 

X>\)iJm  j.f^g  midnight  cry.     Matt.  xxv.  6. 

I  1     "XTE  \iTs\n  souls,  arise  ! 

JL    With  all  the  dead  awake  ; 
Unto  salvation  wise, 
Oil  in  your  vessels  take: 
Upstartins  at  the  midnight  cry, 
Behold  your  heavenly  bridegroom  nigh. 

2  H"^  comes,  he  comes,  to  call 
The  nations  to  his  ba^. 
And  take  to  glory  all 
Who  meet  for  slory  are : 

Make  ready  for  your  free  reward ; 
Go  forth  with  joy  to  meet  your  Lord — 

3  Go,  meet  him  in  the  sky, 
Your  everlasting  Friend : 
Your  head  to  glorify, 
With  all  his  saints  ascend  : 

Ye  pure  in  heart,  obtain  the  grace 
To  see,  without  a  veil,  his  face. 

4  Ye,— that  have  here  received 
The  unction  from  above, 
And  in  his  Spirit  lived, 

And  thirsted  for  his  love  : 
Jesus  shall  claim  you  for  his  bride ; 
Rejoice  with  all  the  sanctified. 

5  Rejoice  in  glorious  hope 

Of  that  great  day  unknown. 
When  you  shall  be  causht  up 
To  stand  before  his  throne  ; 
Call'd  to  partake  the  marriage  feast, 
And  lean  on  our  Immanuel's  breast. 


DEATH. 

6  The  everlastins;  doors 
Shall  sooa  the  saints  receive 
Above  those  angpl  powers 

In  iilorious  joy  to  live  ; 
Far  from  a  world  of  grief  and  sin, 
With  God  eternally  shut  in. 

7  Then  let  us  wait  to  hear 

The  trumpet's  welcome^ sound  : 

To  see  our  Lord  appear,     • 

May  we  be  watching  found, 
Enrobed  in  righteousness  divine, 
In  which  the  bride  shall  ever  shine; 

t  CidCk  ^^'    (^'*  ^^'■'•^    ^-  ^'-  EfBn?ham. 

1  >i  D  t/  .  P,-ayerfor  Ddive>  ana  from  the  Fear  of  DeatK 

f  1  /"v  GOD  of  love !  with  cheerin?  ray 

\_/  Gild  my  expiring  streak  of  day; 

Thy  love  through  each  revolving  year 

Has  wiped  away  affliction's  tear. 
2 Free  me  from  death's  terrific  sloom, 

And  all  the  sruilt  which  shrouds  the  tomb; 

Heighten  my  joy,  support  my  head 

Before  I  sink  among  the  dead. 
I  3 May  death  conclude  my  toils  and  tears  ! 

May  death  destroy  my  sins  and  fears ! 

May  death  throueh  Jesus,  be  my  friend! 

May  death  be  life,  when  life  shall  end! 
4Crowrx  my  last  moments  with  thy  power — 

The  latest  in  my  latest  hour; 

Then  to  the  raptured  heights  I  soar, 

AVhere  fears  and  death  are  known  no  more, 

"X  Ci'n (\  552    C.  M.  Georgia. 

1  /^  /  U  .  VicU/ry  ovtr  Death  through  Christ. 

I TT  THEN  death  appears  before  my  sight. 

VV    In  all  his  dire  array, 
•    Unequal  to  the  dreadful  fight, 

My  courage  dies  away. 
a  2 But  see  u.y  glorious  Leader  nigh! 
My  Lord— my  Saviour— lives  ; 
Before  him  death's  pale  terrors  fly, 

And  my  faint  heart  revives. 
He  left  his  dazzlinsr  throne  above  j 

He  met  the  tyrant's  dart ; 
And  (O,  amazing  power  of  love  !) 
Received  it  in  his  heart. 


DEATH. 

4  No  more,  0  grim  destroyer !  >5ast 

Thy  universal  sway; 
To  heaven-born  souls  thy  sting  is  lost:— 
Thy  night,  the  gates  of  day. 

5  Lord,  I  commit  my  soul  to  thee ! 

Accept  the  sacred  trust; 
Receive  this  nobler  part  of  me, 
And  watch  my  sleeping  dust ; 

6  Till  that  illustrious  morning  come, 

When  all  thy  saints  shaUrise, 
And,  cl'Mh^d  in  full  immortal  bloom, 
Attend  thee  to  the  skies. 
/  7  When  thy  triumphant  armies  sing 
The  honours  ot  thy  name, 
And  heaven's  eternal  arches  ring 
With  glcry  to  the  Lamb ; 
60  let  me  join  the  raptured  lays ! 
And  with  the  blissful  throng 
I     Resound  salvation,  power,  and  praise, 
la  everlasting  song. 

1  O  T  1  553    C.  M.    Watts.  Carolija. 

3l  yL  t   i.  »       The  ivelcsmc  'lesseiiser. 

1  T  ORD,  when  we  see  a  saint  of  thine 
jLi  Lie  gaspin?  out  his  breath. 
With  lorigins:  eyes,  and  looks  divine, 

Smiling  and  pleased  in  death; 

2  How  we  could  e'en  content  to  lay 

Our  limbs  upon  that  bed  ; 
We  ask  thine  envoy  to  convey 
Our  spirits  in  his  stead. 

3  Our  souls  are  risine  on  the  wing 

To  venture  in  his  place  ; 
For,  when  grim  death  has  lost  his  sting, 
He  has  an  angel's  face. 

4  Jesus!  then  pur?e  my  crimes  away, 

'Tis  eruilt  creates  my  fears  ; 
'Tis  guilt  gives  death  his  fierce  ati^y, 
And  alllhe  arms  he  bears. 

5  O  !  if  my  threatening  sins  were  gone, 

And  death  had  lost  his  sting, 
I  could  invite  the  angel  on, 
And  chide  his  lazy  wing. 

6  Away,  these  interposing  days, 

And  let  the  loveis  meet ; 


DEATH. 

The  angel  has  a  cold  embrace, 

But  kind,  and  soft,  and  sweet. 
/  7  I'd  leap  at  once  my  seventy  years, 

I'd  rush  into  his'a.rms. 
And  lose  my  breath,  and  all  my  cares, 

Amid  those  heavenly  charms. 
f  8  Joyful,  I'd  lay  this  body  down, 

And  leave  this  lifeless  clay 
Without  a  sigh,  wiiliout  a  groan, 

And  stretch  and  soar  away. 

1  O  T  O  554    L.  M.    Doddridge.  LLmehouse. 

*•  ^  t  At*  D^iring  to  depart,  and  to  be  with  Christ. 

1  TT7H1LE  on  the  verge  of  life  I  stand, 

VV    And  view  tiie  scene  on  either  hand, 
P.Iy  spirit  struggles  with  my  clay, 
And  longs  lo  wing  its  flight  away. 

2  Where  Jesus  dwells  my  soul  would  be, 
And  faints  my  mucli-loved  Lord  to  see  ; 
Earth,  twine  no  more  about  my  heart ! 
For  'tis  far  better  to  depart. 

3  Come,  ye  angelic  envoys  !  come, 
And  lead  the  willing  pilgrim  home: 
Ye  know  the  way  to  Jesus'  throne,— 
Source  of  my  joys,  and  of  your  own. 

4  That  blissful  interview,  how  sweet ! 
To  fall  transported  at  his  feet ! 
Raised  in  his  arms,  to  view  his  face. 
Through  the  full  beamings  of  his  grace ; 

/  5  As  with  a  seraph's  voice  to  sing  ! 

To  fly  as  on  a  cherub's  wing  ! 

Performing,  with  unwearied  hands. 

The  present  Saviour's  high  commands. 
s  6  Yet,  with  these  prospects  full  in  sight. 

We'll  wait  thy  signal  for  the  flight ; 

For,  while  thy  service  we  pursue, 

We  find  a  heaven  in  all  we  do. 

IQWq  555    CM.    Watts.  WoodlauA 

Ami  i  0»  j,f^  Presence  of  God  worth  dying  for. 
1  T  ORD,  'tis  an  infinite  delight 
XJ  To  see  thy  lovely  face. 
To  dwell  whole  ages  in  thy  sight, 
And  feel  thy  vital  rays. 


BEATH. 

2  This  Gabriel  knows,  and  sings  ihy  name 

With  rapture  on  his  tongue ; 

Moses  the  saint,  enjoys  the  same, 

And  heaven  repeats  the  song. 

3  While  the  bright  nation  sounds  thy  praise 

From  each  eternal  hill, 
Sweet  odours  of  exhaling  grace 
The  happy  region  fill. 
8  4  Thy  love— a  sea  without  a  shore,— 
Spreads  life  and  joy  abroad  ; 
O,  'tis  a  heaven  worth  dying  for 
To  see  a  smiling  God  ! 
5  Sweet  was  the  journey  to  the  sky. 
The  wondrous  propiiet  tried  ; 
*  Climb  up  the  mount,'  says  God,  *  and  die,' 
The  prophet  climb'd — and  died. 
p  6  Softly  his  fainting  head  he  lay 
Upon  his  .Maker's  breast ; 
His  jMaker  kiss'd  his  soul  away, 
And  laid  his  flesh  to  rest. 
f  7  Show  me  thy  face,  and  I'll  away 
From  all  inferior  things  ; 
Speak,  Lord !  and  here!  quit  my  clay, 
And  stretch  my  airy  wings. 

^  /  ^.  Children  dying  in  tlu  arms  of  Jesus. 

f  1  npHY  life  I  read,  my  dearest  Lord, 
X   With  transport  all  divine  ; 
Thy  miage  trace  in  every  word, — 
Thy  love  in  every  line. 
2Meihinks  I  see  a  thousand  charms 
Spread  o'er  thy  lovely  face, 
Whde  infants  in  thy  lender  arms 
Receive  the  smiling  grace. 
3 '  I  take  these  little  lamb?,'  said  he, 
*  And  lay  them  in  my  breast ; 
Protection  they  shall  find  in  me, 
In  me  be  ever  blest. 
4 'Death  may  the  banJ.s  of  life  unloose, 
But  can'i  dissolve  my  love ; 
Millions  of  infant  souls  compose 
The  family  above. 
5 '  Their  feeble  frames  my  power  shall  raise, 
And  mould  with  heavenly  skill ; 


DEATH. 

I'll  give  Iheni  tongues  to  sing  my  praise, 
And  hands  to  do  my  will.' 
f  6His  words,  the  happy  parents  hear, 
And  shout  with  joys  divine, 
Dear  Saviour,  all  we  have  and  are 
Shall  be  for  ever  thine. 

1  Cy'7  (^  557    C.  M.    Steele.  Stillmacr 

■*•'*''  ^  '  At  the  Funeral  of  a  young  Person. 

WHEN  blooming  youth  is  snatch'd  away 
By  death's  resistless  hand, 
p     Our  hearts  the  mournful  tribute  pay, 
Which  pity  must  demand. 

2  While  pity  promirts  the  rising  sigh, 

O,  may  this  truth,  imprest 
With  awful  power, — '  I  loo  must  die  !' 
Sink  deep  in  every  breast. 

3  Let  this  vain  world  engage  no  more ; 

Behold  the  gaping  tcmib  ! 
It  bids  us  seize  the  pre.sent  hour, 
To-morrow  death  may  come. 
«  4  The  voice  of  this  alarming  scene 
May  every  heart  obey; 
Nor  be  the  heavenly  warning  vain, 
Which  calls  to  watch  and  "pray. 
J  50,  let  us  fly— to  Jesus  fly, 

Whose  powerful  arm  can  save  ; 
Then  shall  our  hopes  ascend  on  high, 
And  triumph  o'er  the  grave. 
8  6  Great  God  !  thy  sovereign  grace  impart, 
With  cleansing,  healing^power ; 
This  only  can  prepare  the  heart 
For  death's  surprising  hour. 

"I  r»  1^  r>  553    C.  jM.    Doddridge.  Eausor. 

I.  ySi  \)  »  Comfort  for  pious  Parents  who  have  been  te- 
rcaved  oj  t/ieir  Children.    Isa.  Ivi.  4. 

1  T7E  mourning  saints,  whose  streaming teajca 

X    Flow  o'er  your  children  dead, 
Say  not,  in  transports  of  despair, 
That  all  your  hopes  are  fled. 

2  While  cleaving  to  that  darling  dust, 

In  fond  distress  ye  lie. 
Rise,  and  with  Joy  and  reverence  view 
A  heavenly  Parent  nigh. 


DEATH. 

3  Though,  your  young  branches  torn  away, 
Like  withered  trunks  ye  stand ! 
With  fairer  verdure  shall  ye  bloom, 
Touch'd  by  th'  Almighty's  hand. 
4*  I'll  give  the  mourner,'  saith  the  Lord, 
'  In'my  own  house  a  place  ; 
Iso  names  of  daughters  and  of  sons 
Could  yield  so  "high  a  grace. 
5 '  Transient  and  vain  is  every  hope 
A  rising  race  can  give ; 
Lq  endless  honour  and  delight, 
My  children  all  shall  live.' 
6  We  welcome,  Lord,  those  rising  tears, 
Through  which  thy  face  we  see, 
And  bles's  those  wounds,  which  through  oui 
hearts 
Prepare  a  w^ay  for  thee 

1Q\W'^  559    L.  M.    Fawcett.  Dunstaiw 

■^  *    *  *  The.  Death  of  the  Sinner  and  the  Sairit. 

1  TTTHAT  scenes  of  horror  and  of  dread 

VV    Await  the  sinner's  dying  bed  ! 
Death's  terrors  all  appear  in  sight, 
Presages  of  eternal  night. 

2  His  sins  in  dreadful  order  rise. 
And  fill  his  soul  with  sad  surprise ; 
?.Iount  Sinai's  thunder  stuns  his  ears, 
And  not  one  ray  of  hope  appears. 

3  Tormenting  pangs  distract  his  breast ; 
Where'er  he  turns,  he  finds  no  rest : 

£     Death  strikes  the  blow  ;  he  groans  and  cries 
And  in  despair  and  horror  dies. 

4  Not  so  the  heir  of  heavenly  bliss  :— 
His  soul  is  fiU'd  with  conscious  peace  ; 
A  steady  faith  subdues  his  fear  ! 

He  sees  the  happy  Canaan  near. 

5  His  mind  is  tranquil  and  serene ; 
No  terrors  in  his  looks  are  seen  ; 

His  Saviour's  smile  dispels  the  gloom, 
And  smooths  his  passage  to  the  tomb. 
/  6  Lord  !  make  my  faith  and  love  sincere, 
My  judgment  sound,  my  conscience  clear; 
And,  when  the  toils  of  "life  are  past, 
May  I  be  found  in  peace  at  last. 


DE/.TH. 

1  Cyy  Q  ^^    lO'sandll's.  Hanover. 

•*■  -^  •  ^  •      On  the  Death  of  a  Sdiever, 

1  ['npiS  finish'd,  'tis  done!  the  spirit  is  fled, 

X    Our  brother  is  gone,  tlie  Christian  is 
dead : 
Tlie  Christian  is  living  in  Jesus's  love, 
And  gladly  receiving  a  kingdom  aoove. 

2  All  honour  and  praise  are  Jesus's  due  ! — 
Supported  by  grace,hefought  his  way  through: 
Triumphantly  glorious,  through  Jesus's  zeal, 
And  more  than  victorious  o'er  sin,  death  and 

hell.] 
/  3  *Then  let  us  record  the  conquering  name, 
Our  Captain  and  Lord,  with  shoulings  pro- 
claim ; 
Who  trust  in  his  passion,  and  follow  their 

Head, 
To  certain  salvation  shall  surely  be  led. 
40  Jesus,  lead  on  thy  militant  care. 
And  give  us  the  crown  of  righteousness  there, 
Where,dazzled  with  glory,ihe  seraphim  gaze, 
Or  prostrate  adore  tliee  in  silence  of  praise. 
5  Within  us  display  thy  love,  when  we  die, 
And  bear  us  away  to  mansions  on  high: 
The  kingdom  be  given  of  glory  divine, 
And  crown  us  in  heaven  eternally  thine. 

!  Q  7  Q  561    S.  M.  Ryland. 

i.^>  I  U»  Preparation  for  Death.  Matt.  xxiv.  45. 

1  "PREPARE  me,  gracious  God  ! 
Jr  To  stand  befoi-e  thy  face  ! 

Thy  Spirit  must  the  work  perform 
f^or  it  is  all  of  grace. 

2  In  Christ's  obedience  clothe 
And  wash  me  in  his  bloody 

So  shall  I  lift  my  head  with  joy, 
Among  the  sons  of  God. 

3  Do  thou  my  sins  subdue, 

Thy  sovereign  love  make  known  ; 
The  spirit  of  my  mind  renew. 
And  save  me  in  thy  Son. 

•  If  the  last  three  verses  of  this  hymn  be  sung  aione,  then 
b>  a'm  Tewe  the  third,  thus— 

'  >'ow  let  us  record  the  conquering  name.' 


DEATH. 

4  Let  me  attest  thy  power, 
L^t  me  thy  goodness  Drove, 

Till  my  full  soul  can  hold  no  more 
Of  everlasting  love. 

100  A  562    CM.    Doddridge.  Dev 

^a\J»  Difarttd  SauiU  asleep.    Mark  v.  39. 

1  i  TT7HY  flow  those  torrents  of  distress  1' 
VV    (The  centle  Saviour  cries;) 
Why  are  my  sleeping  saints  survey'd 
With  unbelieving  eyes  1 
2 '  Death's  feeble  arm  shall  never  boast 
A  friend  of  Christ  is  slain, 
Nor  o'er  their  meaner  part  in  dust 
A  lasting  power  retain. 
i  3'  I  come,  on  wings  of  love,— I  come 
The  slumberers  to  awake  ; 
My  voice  shall  reach  the  deepest  tomb, 
And  all  its  bonds  shall  break. 
f  i '  Touch'd  by  my  hand,  in  smiles  they  rise, 
They  rise  to  sleep  no  more ; 
But  robed  with  light,  and  crown'd  with  j^^>y 
To  endless  day  they  soar.' 

5  Jesus !  our  faith  receives  thy  word  ; 

And  though  fond  nature  weep, 
Grace  learns  to  hail  the  pious  dead, 
And  emulate  their  sleep. 

6  Our  willins  souls  thy  summons  wait, 

With  them  to  rest  and  praise  ; 
So  let  thy  much-loved  presence  cheer 
These  separating  days. 

1  O  Q  1  563    C  M.     Doddrirlfe.  SvranwTdr 

1  ^O  i.  •  Submission  midtr  bereaving  Providfiiccs. 

I  "pEACE  !— 'tis  the  Lord  Jehovah's  hand 
X    That  blasts  our  joys  in  death, 
Chanses  the  visasie  once  so  dear, 
And  gathers  back  the  breath, 
s  2  'Tis  he— tVie  Potentate  supreme 
Of  all  the  worlds  above, — 
Whose  steady  counsels  wisely  rule, 
Nor  from  their  purpose  move. 
a  3 'Tis  he,  whose  justice  might  demand 
Our  souls  a  sacrifice  ; 
Yet  scatters,  with  unwearied  hand, 
A  thousand  rich  supplies. 


DEATH. 

4  Our  covenant  God  aiiJ  Father  he 

In  Christ  our  bleeding  Lord, 
Whose  grace  can  heal  the  bursting  heart, 
With  one  reviving  word. 

5  Fair  garlands  of  immortal  bliss 

He'vveaves  for  every  brow  ; 
And  shall  rebellious  passions  rise, 
When  he  corrects  us  now  ? 
;:  6  Silent  we  own  Jehovah's  name 
We  kiss  the  scouriring  hand  ; 
And  yield  our  comforts  and  our  life 
To  thy  supreme  command. 

10  C  D  564    L.  M.  Cas*'e-street. 

^ O  ^  .  Hrjpe  in  God  under  the  Lost  of  Frii.idn. 

1  ''pHE  God  of  love  will  sure  indulge 

X   The  (lowing  tear,  the  heaving  sigh, 
When  righteous  persons  fall  around,— 
When  tender  friends  and  kindred  die. 

2  Yet  not  one  anxious,  murmuring  thought. 
Should  with  our  mourning  passions  blend; 
Nor  would  our  bleeding  hearts  forget 
Th'  almighty,  ever-living  Friend. 

p  3  Beneath  a  numerous  train  of  ills 
Our  feeble  flesh  and  heart  may  fail; 
Yet  shall  our  hoi)e  in  thee,  our  God, 
O'er  every  gloomy  fear  prevail. 

4  Parent  and  husband,  guard  and  guide  ; 
Thou  art  each  tender'name  in  one, 
On  thee  we  cast  our  every  care, 

And  comfort  seek  from  thee  alone. 

5  Our  Father  God,  to  thee  we  look, 
Our  rock,  our  portion,  and  our  Friend, 
And  on  thy  covenant  love  and  truth 
Our  sinking  souls  shall  still  depend. 

1QQQ  565    CM.     Dollrid^e.  WinJeor. 

^OcJ  »  DeaVi  and  JwlpnerU  appointed  for  all. 

1  TTEAVEN  has  confirm'd  the  great  decree^ 
JTX  That  Adam's  race  must  die  ; 

One  general  ruin  sweeps  them  down. 
And  lotv  in  dust  they  lie. 

2  Ye  living  men,  the  tomb  survey. 

Where  you  must  quickly  d.vell ; 
•     Hark  !  how  the  awful  summons  sounds, 
In  every  funeral  knell. 


DEATH. 

3  Once  you  must  die  ;  and  once  for  all 

The  solemn  purport  weigh  ; 
For  know,  that  heaven  or  liell  attend 
On  that  imporj.ant  day. 

4  Those  eyes,  so  long  in  darkness  veil'd, 

Must  wake,  the  ludge  to  see ; 
And  every  v.ord  and  every  thought 
Must  pass  his  scrutiny. 

5  O,  may  I  in  the  Judge  behold, 

My  Saviour  and  my  Friend  ! 
And,  far  beyond  the  reach  of  death, 
With  all  his  saints  ascend. 

1  C)QA  566    CM.    Doddridge.  To* 

1  ^  O  ^  .  Comfort  under  tlie  Loss  of  Ministert. 
1 TVTOW  let  our  drooping  hearts  revive 
J.  1     And  all  our  tears  be  dry  ; 
Why  should  those  eyes  be  drown'd  in  grief, 
Which  view  a  Saviour  nigh  ? 

2  What  though  the  arm  of  conquering  death 

Does  God's  own  house  invade  1 
What  though  the  projihet  and  the  priest 
Be  number'd  with  the  dead  1 

3  Though  earthly  shepherds  dwell  in  dust, 

The  aged  and  the  young ; 
The  watchful  eye  in  darkness  closed, 

And  mule  th'  instructive  tongue  ; 
/  4  Th'  eternal  Shepherd  still  survives, 

New  comfort  to  impart,- 
His  eye  still  guides  us,  and  his  voice 

Still  animates  our  hearts. 

5  *  Lo  !  I  am  with  you,'  saith  the  Lord, 

'  My  church  shall  safe  abide  ; 

For  I  will  ne"er  forsake  my  own, 

Whose  souls  on  me  confide.' 

6  Through  every  scene  of  life  and  death, 

This  promise  is  our  trust ; 
And  this  shall  be  our  children's  song. 
When  we  are  cold  in  dust. 

"I  C)Qt^  567    8.  7.  4.  Tamworfli. 

1  Z  O  O  .  Qf^^ist  a  Guide  through  Death  to  Glory. 
1  f^  UIDE  me,  O  thou  great  Jehovah  ! 
vT    Pilgrim  through  this  barren  land ; 


RESURRECTION. 

?I  am  weak,  but  thou  art  mighty, 
Hold  me  with  thy  poweruil  hand : 

Bread  of  heaven, 
Feed  me  till  I  want  no  more. 

2  Open  Ihou  the  crystal  fountain, 

Whence  the  healing  streams  do  flow; 
Let  the  fiery,  cloudy  pillar. 
Lead  me  all  the  journey  through  : 
I  Strong  Deliverer, 

Be  thou  still  my  strength  and  shield. 

3  When  I  tread  the  verge  of  Jordan, 

Bid  my  anxious  fears  subside ; 
Death  of  death,  and  hell's  destruction, 
Land  me  safe  on  Canaan's  side : 
I  Songs  of  praises 

1  will  ever  give  to  thee. 

THE  RESURRECTION  OF  THE  BODY. 

1  CtQQ  568    C.  M.  Canterbury. 

jL  i^  O  U  •  The  Bodies  of  the  Saints  quickened  and  raised. 
1  TTTHY  should  our  mourning  thoughts  de- 
VV      To  grovel  in  the  dust  1  [light 

Or  why  should  streams  of  tears  unite 
Around  the  expiring  just  1 
2 Did  not  the  Lord,  our  Saviour,  die, 
And  triumph  o'er  the  grave  ?- 
Did  not  our  Lord  ascend  on  high, 
And  prove  his  power  to  save  ? 
3  Doth  not  the  sacred  Spirit  come, 
And  dwell  in  all  the  saints  1 
And  should  the  temples  of  his  grace 
Resound  with  loud  complaints  1 
I  4  Awake,  my  soul,  and  like  the  sun 
Burst  through  each  sable  cloud  ; 
And  thou,  my  "voice,  though  broke  with  sighs, 
Tune  forth  thy  songs  al«ud. 
6  The  Spirit  raised  my  Saviour  up, 
When  he  had  bled  for  me  ; 
And,  spite  of  death  and  hell,  shall  raise 
Thy  pious  friends  and  thee. 
I  6  Awake,  ye  saints  that  dwell  in  dust, 
Your  hymns  of  victory  sing  ; 
And  let  his  dying  servants  trust 
Their  ever-living  King. 


JUDGMENT. 

IQQ^J  569    CM.    Watte  Martyiv 

X/O  I  *    J  Pros-pecf  of  the  Resurrection. 

1  TTOW  long  shall  death,  the  tyrant,  reign 
XI  And  triumph  o'er  the  just ; 
While  the  rich  blood  of  martyrs  slain, 
Lies  mingled  tvi'.h  the  dust  ? 
/  2Lo,  I  behold  the  scatter'd  shades, 
The  dawn  of  heaven  appears ; 
The  sweet  immortal  morning  spreads, 
Its  blushes  round  the  spheres. 
3 1  see  the  Lord  of  glory  come, 
And  flaming  guards  around  ; 
The  skies  divide  to  make  him  room, 
The  trumpet  shakes  the  ground. 
i  41  hear  the  voice, '  Ye  dead,  arise !' 
And,  lo  !  the  graves  obey  : 
And  waking  saints,  with  joyful  eyes, 
Salute  th'  expected  day. 
5  They  leave  the  dust,  and  on  the  wing 
Rise  10  the  midway  air. 
In  shining  garments  meet  their  King 
And  lo\v"adore  him  there. 
p  6  O  may  our  humble  spirits  stand 
Among  them  clothed  in  white  ? 
The  meanest  place  at  his  right  hand 
Is  inhnite  delight. 
I  7  How  will  our  joy  and  wonder  rise, 
WTien  our  returning  King 
Shall  bear  us  homeward  through  the  skies, 
On  love's  triumphant  wing  ! 


DAY  OF  JUDGIMENT. 

1  O  Q  Q     ^^'^    ^'^^  Part.)     L.  M.    Davies.  Dreslec 

A  XO  O  •  i;i,iners  and  S:iinis  in  the  Wreck  of  Nature. 
a  1  TTOW  creat,  how  terrible,  that  God 

JlL  Who  shakes  creation  with  his  nod  ! 

He  frowns — earth,  sea,  all  nature's  frame, 

Sink  in  one  universal  flame. 
2  Where  now.  O  where,  shall  sinners  seek 

For  shelter  in  the  general  wreck  ? 

Shall  falling  rocks  be  o'er  them  thrown  J 

See  rocks,  like  siiow,  dissolving  down. 


JUDGMENT. 

3  In  vain  for  mercy  now  they  cry  •, 
In  lakes  of  liquid  fire  they  lie  ; 
There,  on  the  flaming  billows  tost, 

f     For  ever — O,  for  everlost ! 

4  But,  saints,  undaunted  and  serene, 
Your  eyes  shall  view  the  dreadful  scene 
Your  Saviour  lives,  the  worlds  expire, 
And  earth  and  skies  dissolve  in  fire. 

5  Jesus,  the  helpless  creature's  Friend, 
To  thee  my  all  I  dare  commend  ; 
Thou  canst  preserve  my  feeble  soul, 
When  lightnings  blaze  from  pole  to  pole. 

I  O  Q  Q  ^™    ^^'^  ^*'"*-^    ^-  ^-  Monmouth 

L^OO*  Thesscond  Appearance  of  Christ. 

1  Tl/TY  waken'd  soul,  extend  thy  wings, 
IVX  Beyond  the  verge  of  mortal  things; 
See  this  vain  world  in  smoke  decay, 
And  rocks  and  mountains  melt  away. 

2  Behold  the  fiery  delude  roll, 

Through  heaven's  wide  arch  from  pole  to 

pole ; 
Pale  sun,  no  more  thy  lustre  boast ; 
Tremble  and  fall,  ye  starry  host. 

3  This  wreck  of  nature  all  around— 
The  angel's  shout,  the  trumpet's  sound, 

I     Loud  the  descending  Judge  proclaim. 
And  echo  his  tremendous  name. 

4  Children  of  Adam,  all  appear 
With  reverence  round  his  awful  bar; 
For  as  his  lips  pronounce,  ye  go 

5     To  endless  bliss,  or,  e7idless  wo  ! 

5  Lord,  to  my  eyes  this  scene  display. 
Frequent,  through  each  returnin?  day; 
And  let  thy  srace  my  soul  prepare 

To  meet  its  full  redemption  there. 

10QQ  571    L.M.  Old  Hundred 

XiOtft  The  Bocks  opmed.     Rev.  xx.  12. 

I  1.  TI/TETHINKS  the  last  great  day  i«  come, 
ItX    Methinks  I  hear  the  trumpet  sound, 
That  shakes  the  earth,  rends  every  tomb, 
And  wakes  the  prisoners  under  ground. 
2 The  mighty  deep  gives  up  her  trust. 
Awed  by  the  Judge's  bigh  command  ; 
49 


JUDGIMENT. 
Both  small  and  great  now  quit  their  dust 
And  round  the  dread  tribunal  stand. 
g  3  Behold  the  awful  books  display'd, 
Big  with  th'  imix)nant  fates  of  men ; 
Each  deed  and  word  now  public  made. 
As  wrote  by  iieaven's  unerring  pen. 

4  To  every  soul  the  books  assign 
The  joyous  or  the  dread  reward: 
Sinnera  in  vain  lament  and  pine; 
No  pleas  the  Judge  will  here  regard. 

5  Lord,  when  these  awful  leaves  unfold, 
May  life's  fair  book  my  soul  approve: 
There  may  I  read  ray  name  enroll'd,. 
And  triumph  in  redeeming  love. 

1  CtCkCi  ^'^    ^- ^'-    D^<l'"i<'?e-         Silrer-strert 

1  i^  t/  U  .  The  final  Sentence  ajid  Misery  of  the  Wicktd. 

1  A  N^  ^^''^^  ^^^  Judge  descend  1 
xjL  And  must  the  dead  arise? 

And  not  a  single  soul  escape 
His  all-disce'rning  eyes  ? 

2  And  from  his  righteous  lips 
Shall  this  dread  sentence  sound, 

And,  through  the  numerous  guilty  throQg) 
Spread  black  despair  around  ? 
8  3     '  Depart  from  me,  accursed. 
To  everlasting  flame, 

For  rebel  angels  lirst  prepared, 
Where  mercy  never  came.' 

4  How  will  my  heart  endure 
The  terrors  of  that  day  ; 

"W'hen  earth,  and  heaven,  before  his  face, 
Astonished,  shrink  away  ■? 

5  But  ere  that  trumpet  shakes 
The  mansions  of  the  dead  ! 

/     Hark,  from  the  gospel's  cheering  sound, 
What  joyful  tidings  spread  ! 

6  Ye  sinners,  seek  his  grace, 
Whose  wrath  you  cannot  bear; 

/    Fly  to  the  shelter  of  his  cross, 
And  find  salvation  there. 

7  So  shall  that  curse  remove, 
By  which  the  Saviour  bled; 

And  the  last  awful  day  shall  pour 
His  blessings  on  your  head. 


judg:\iext. 

1  O  O  1  573    C.  M.    Doddridge.  Victory 

l]Z>lj  Im  The  final  Happiness  of  the  Rightecm. 

1  A  TTEND,  my  ear ;  my  heart,  rejoice, 
j\.  While  Jesus  from  his  throne, 
Before  the  bright  angelic  hosts, 

Makes  his  last  sentence  known. 

2  When  sinners,  cursed  from  his  face, 

To  raging  flames  are  driven  ; 
His  voice,  with  melody  divine, 
Thus  calls  his  saints  to  heaven  : 
3'Bless'd  of  my  Father,  all  draw  near, 
Receive  the  great  reward  ; 
And  rise,  with  raptures,  to  possess 
The  kingdom  love  prepared. 
4Ere  earth's  foundations  first  were  laid, 
His  sovereign  purpose  wrought, 
And  rear'd  those  palaces  divine 
To  which  you  now  are  brought. 
5*  There  shall  you  reign  unnumber'd  years, 
Protected  by  my  power  ; 
While  sin  and  death,  and  pains  and  cares, 
Shall  vex  your  soul  no  more.' 
I  6 Come,  dear  majestic  Saviour!  come, 
This  jubilee  proclaim ! 
And  teach  us  language  fit  to  praise 
So  gieat,  so  dear  a  name. 

1  OdO  574    L.  M.    Walls.       •      Duke-street 

X  A/ZJ  Xi»  Come,  Lord  Jestis. 

1 TT THEN  shall  thy  lovely  face  be  seen  ? 
VV    When  shall  our  eyes  behold  our  Godt 
What  lengths  of  distance  lie  between, 
And  hills  of  guilt !  a  heavy  load  1 
2  Our  months  are  ages  of  delay, 
And  slowly  every'minute  wears: 
y    Fly,  winged  lime,  and  roll  away 

These  tedious  rounds  of  sluggish  years! 
S  Ye  heavenly  ?atps,  loose  all  your  chains! 
Let  th'  eternal  pillars  bow  ! 
Blest  Saviour  !  cleave  the  starry  plains. 
And  make  the  crystal  mountains  flow  ! 
s  4  Hark,  how  thy  saints  unite  their  cries, 
And  pray  and  wail  ihe  general  doom  ' 
Come,  thou,  the  soul  of  all  our  joys  ! 
Thou,  the  Desire  of  nations,  come ! 


JUDGjMENT. 

L  5  Put  thy  bright  robes  of  triumph  on.  ■'' 

And  bless  our  eyes,  and  bless  our  ears. 
Thou  absent  Love,  thou  dear  Unknown, 
Thou  fairest  often  thousand  fairs. 


1293. 


io,  he  Cometh. 


IT  O  !  ho  comeih  !  countless  trumpets 
JLi    Blow  to  raise  the  sleeping  dead  ; 
'Mid  ten  thousand  saints  and  angels, 
See  their  sreai  exalted  Head  !  ' 
«  Hallelujah, 

Welcome,  welcome,  Son  of  God  ! 

2  Now  his  merit,  by  the  harpers 

Through  th'  eternal  deep  resounds ; 
Now  resplendent  shine  his  nail-prints 
Every  eye  shall  see  his  wounds* 

They  who  pierced  him 
Shall  at  his  appearance  wail. 

3  Full  of  joyful  expectation, 

Saints,  behold  the  Judge  appear; 
Truth  and  justice  go  before  him, 
Now  the  joyful  sentence  hear ! 

Hallelujah, 
Welcome,  welcome,  Judge  divine. 
4 '  Come,  ye  blessed  of  my  Father, 
Ent3r  into  life  and  joy  ! 
Banish  all  your  fears  and  sorr^vs. 
Endless  praise  be  your  empl  y  !' 

Hallelujah, 
Welcome,  welcome,  to  the  Sh.ies ! 
/  5  Now  at  once  they  rise  to  glnry, 
Jesus  bring?  them  to  the  King  ; 
There,  wiih^all  the  hosts  of  heaven, 
They  eternal  anthems  sing: 
I  Hallelujah, 

Boundless  glory  to  the  Lamb. 

8. 


1294.  j'udgma'it. 


1  T  0  !  he  comes,  with  clouds  descending, 
A-i  Once  for  favour'd  sinners  slain  : 
Thousand  thousand  saints  attending, 
Swell  the  triumph  of  his  train: 

Hallelujah, 
Jesus  now  shall  ever  reign  ? 


JUDGMENT. 

2  Every  eye  shall  now  behold  him 

Robed  in  dreadful  majesty; 
Those  who  set  al  naught  and  sold  him, 
Pierced  and  nail'd  him  to  the  tree, 
p  Deeply  wailing, 

Shall  the  great  Messiah  see  ! 

3  Every  island,  sea  and  mountain, 

Heaven  and  earth  shall  flee  away  ; 
All  who  hate  him  must,  confounded, 
Hear  the  trump  proclaim  the  day  : 
4f  Come  to  judgment ! 

Come  to  judgment !  come  away  ! 
4 Now  redemption,  long  expected, 
See  in  solemn  pomp  appear  ! 
All  his  saints  by  man  rejected, 
Now  shall  meet  him  in  the  air! 

Hallelujah  ! 
See  the  day  of  God  appear ! 
<  5  Answer  thine  own  Bride  and  Spirit, 
Hasten,  Lord,  the  general  doom  ! 
The  new  heaven  and  earth  t'  inherit, 
Take  thy  pining  exiles  home  ; 

All  creation 
Travails,  groans,  and  bids  thee  come . 
tee  Yea  !  Amen  !  let  all  adore  thee. 
High  on  thine  exalted  throne  : 
Saviour !  take  the  power  and  glory  , 
Claim  the  kingdoms  for  thine  own ! 

O  come  quickly ! 
Hallelujah !  Come,  Lord,  come  ! 

71  rt  Q  ^  5''''    8.  7. 4.    Newton;  Helmsley 

)i  ^ZuD,  The  Day  of  Judgment. 

A  1  TTlAY  of  judgment,— day  of  wonders ! 

J_J    Hark  the  trumpet's  awful  sound  ; 
i     Louder  than  a  thousand  thunders. 
Shakes  the  vast  creation  round ! 

How  the  summons 
Will  the  sinner's  heart  confound  I 
2  See  the  Judge  our  nature  wearing, 
Clothed  in  majesty  divine  ! 
Ye  who  long'd  for  his  appearing, 
Then  shall  say, '  This  God  is  mine  " 

Gracious  Saviour ! 
Own  me  in  that  day  for  thine ! 


JUDGMENT. 

3  At  his  call  the  dead  awaken, 
Rise  to  life  from  earth  ami  sea; 
All  the  powers  of  nature  shaken 
By  his  looks,  prepare  to  flee: 

Careless  sinner! 
'\Vhat  will  then  become  of  thee? 
8  4 Horrors,  past  imagination, 

Will  surprise  your  trembling  heart, 
When  you  hear  your  condemnation, 
'  Hence,  accursed  wretch,  depart ! 

Thou  v.iih  Satan 
And  his  angels  have  thy  part!' 
5  But  to  those  who  have  confessed, 
Loved  and  served  th^  L<?rd  l^ielow, 
He  will  say,  '  Come  near,  ye  blessed ! 
See  the  kingdom  I  bestow ! 

You  for  ever, 
Shall  my  love  and  glory  know.' 
/  6  Under  sorrows  and  reproaches, 

I\Iay  this  thought  our  courage  raise ! 
Swiftly  God"s  great  day  approaches, 
Siehs  shall  then  be  changed  to  praise  ! 

IVIay  we  triumph. 
When  the  world  is  in  a  blaze ! 

1  OCkfi  573    C.  M.    Stcnnett  Loodaa 

IXCJKJ,  The  last  Judgment. 

1  i  TTE  comes!  hecomes!  to  judge  the  vsrc'^*!,' 
JLL    Aloud  th'  archangel  cries  ! 
V.  hile  thunders  roll  froni  pole  to  pole, 
And  lightnings  cleave  the  skies. 
2Th'  aflFrisrhted  nations  hear  the  sound, 
And  upward  lift  their  eyes: 
The  slumbr-rinsr  tenants  of  the  ground 
In  living  armies  rise. 
3  Amid  the  shouts  of  numerous  friends 
Of  hosts  divinely  bright. 
The  Judse  in  solemn  pomp  descends, 
Array'd  in  robes  of  light. 
4His  head  andjiairs  are  white  as  snow, 
His  eyes  a  fiery  flame. 
A  radiant  crown  adorns  his  brow, 
And  Jesus  is  his  name. 
5  Writ  on  his  thigh  his  name  appears, 
And  scars  his  victories  tell ; 


JUDGMENT. 

Lo !  in  his  hand  the  Conqueror  bears 
The  keys  of  death  and  hell. 
»  6  So  he  ascends  the  judgment-seat, 
And,  at  his  dread  command, 
Myriads  of  creatures  round  his  feet, 
In  solemn  silence  stand. 
7  Princes  and  peasants  here  expect 
Their  last,  their  rierhteous  doom  ; 
The  men  who  dared  his  grace  reject, 
And  they  who  dared  presume. 
8*  Depart,  ye  sons  of  vice  and  sin  !' 
The  injured  Jesus  cries  ; 
While  the  long-kindling  wrath  within 
Flashes  from  both  his  eyes. 
9  And  now  in  words  divinely  sweet, 
With  rapture  in  his  face, 
Aloud  his  sacred  lips  repeat, 
The  sentence  of  his  grace  : 
10'  Well  done,  my  eood  and  faithful  sons. 
The  children  of  my  love  ! 
Receive  the  sceptres,  crowns,  and  thrones, 
Prepared  for  you  above.' 

1  O  Q  "7  579    8.  8.  6.  Chatham. 

^  ^'-f  I  »  Longins,  to  he  at  the  rigU  hand  of  God. 

1  TTrHEN  thou  my  righteous  Judge,  ehall 
VV         come 
To  fetch  thy  ransom'd  people  home, 

Shall  I  among  them  stand  1 

Shall  such  a  worthless  worm  as  T, 

Who  som<^times  am  afraid  to  die. 

Be  found  at  thy  right  hand  ? 

2 1  love  to  meet  amons  them  now, 

Before  thy  gracious  ff^et  to  bow, 

Though  vilest  of  them  all : 
But  can  I  bear  the  piercing  thought? 
What  if  my  name  should  be  left  out, 
When  thou  for  Ihem  shalt  call ! 
3 Prevent,  prevent  it  by  thy  srace  ; 
Be  thou,  dear  Lord,  my  hiding-place, 
In  this  th'  accepted  day : 
p     Thy  pardoning  voice,  O  let  me  hear, 
To  still  my  unbelieving  fear; 
Nor  let  me  fall,  I  pray. 


HELL  ANT>  HEAVEN. 
4  Lei  me  among  thy  saints  be  found 
Whene'er  the  archangel's  trump  shall  sound 
To  see  thy  smilingTace: 
I     Then,  loudest  of  the"  crowd  I'll  sin?, 

While  heaven's  resounding  mansions  ring 
With  shouts  of  30 vereisn^erace. 


HELL  AND  HEAVEN. 

1  Q  Q  Q  5S0    C.  M.    Ryland.  St  Martin's 

1  ^  £7  O  .     g^2J  j^£  Sinner's  otim  Place. 

1  T  ORD,  when  I  read  the  traitor's  doom, 
±J  To  'his  own  place'  consign'd, 
What  holy  fear,  and  humble  hope, 

Alternate  fill  my  mind  ! 

2  Traitor  to  thee  I  too  have  been, 

But  saved  by  matchless  srace; 
Or  else  the  lovvest,  hottest  hell, 
Had  surely  been  my  place. 

3  Thither  I  was  by  law  adjudged, 

And  thitherward  rush'd  on; 
And  there  in  my  eternal  doom 
Thy  justice  yiighl  have  shone. 

4  But,  io !  (what  wondrous,  matchless  love  M 

I  call  a  place  my  own, 
On  earth,  within  the  gospel  sound, 
And  at  thy  gracious" throne. 

5  A  place  is  mine  among  thy  saints, 

A  place  at  Jesus'  f^e't. 
And  I  expect  in  heaven  a  place 
Where  saints  and  angels  meet. 

6  Blest  Lamb  of  God,  thv  sovereign  grace 

To  all  around  Til  tell, 
VTnich  made  a  place  in  glory  mine, 
Whose  just  desert  was  hell. 

1  O  Q  Q  581    L.  M.  Cbaat 

X  XfO  O  m      ^u^  .Sinrwrj  reasoned  wiiK 

1  QTNNER,  O  why  so  thoughtless  grown! 
k5  Why  in  such  dreadful  haste  to  die  I 
Daring  io  leap  to  worhis  unknown, 
Heedless  against  thy  God  to  fly  ? 


HEAVEN  AND  HELL. 

2  Wilt  thou  despise  eternal  fate, 
Urged  on  by  sin's  famasiic  dreams? 
Madly  attempt  th'  infernal  gate, 
And  force  thy  passage  to  the  flames  ? 

3  Stay,  sinner  !  on  the  gospel  plains : 
Behold  the  God  of  love  unfold 
The  glories  of  his  dying  pains, 
For  ever  telling,  yet  untold. 

1  Qr\ri  582    L.M.    Doddridge.  Islington 

xOxjyj*        y^  ^g^  ji^an  and  Lazarus, 

1  TN  what  confusion  earth  appears— 

X  God's  dearest  children  bathed  in  tears ! 
While  they,  who  heaven  itself  deride 
Riot  in  luxury  and  pride. 

2  But  patient  let  my  soul  attend, 
And,  ere  I  censure,  view  the  end  ; 
That  end  how  different !  who  can  tell 
The  wide  extrenaes  of  heaven  and  hell  ? 

3  See  the  red  flames  around  him  twine 
Who  did  in  gold  and  purple  shine  : 
Nor  can  his  tonsue  one  drop  obtain 
T'  allay  the  scorching  of  his  pain. 

4  While  round  the  saint,  so  poor  below, 
Full  rivers  of  salvation  flow  ; 

On  Abra'm's  breast  he  leans  his  head, 
And  I  anquets  on  celestial  bread. 

5  Jesus,  my  Saviour,  let  me  share 
The  meanest  of  thy  servants'  fare ; 
May  1  at  last  approach  to  taste 
The  blessings  of  thy  marriage-feast. 

10  r\  I  5S3    C.  M.    Steele.  New  Haven. 

f  1  ^OME,  Lord,  and  warm  each  languid  heart, 
\J    Inspire  each  lifeless  tongue ; 
And  let  the  joys  of  heaven  impart 
Their  influence  to  our  song. 
2  Sorrow  and  pain,  and  every  care, 
And  discord  there  shall  cease  ; 
And  perfect  joy,  and  love  sincere, 
Adorn  the  realms  of  peace. 


HEAVEN. 

3  The  soul,  from  sin  for  ever  free, 
Shall  mourn  iis  power  no  more  ; 
But,  clothed  in  spotless  purity, 
Redeeming  love  adore. 

4 There  on  a  throne,  (how  dazzling  bright,) 
Th'  exalted  Saviour  shines, 
And  beams  ineffable  delight 
On  all  the  heavenly  mmds. 

i  There  shall  the  followers  of  the  Lamb 
Join  in  immortal  songs  ;  ^> 

And  endless  honours  to  his  name 
Employ  their  tuneful  tongues. 

I  6  Lord,  tune  our  heans  to  praise  and  love, 
Our  feeble  notes  inspire; 
Till  in  thy  blissful  courts  above, 
We  join  th'  angelic  choir. 


I  QAQ  5S4    C.  M.    Stennett  Wooilind 

1  <J  U,— '•  Thepromised  Land. 

I  f\^  Jordan's  stormy  banks  I  stand, 
v_*    And  cast  a  wishful  eye 
To  Canaan's  fair  and  happy  land, 
Where  my  possessions  lie. 

/  2  O.  the  transporting,  rapturous  scene, 
That  rises  to  my  sight ! 
Sweet  fields  array'd  in  living  green. 
And  rivers  of  delight ! 

3  There  generous  fruits  that  never  fail, 

On  trees  immortal  grow : 
There  rocks,  and  hills,  and  brooks,  and  vales, 
With  milk  and  honey  flow. 

4  All  o'er  those  wide  extended  plains 

Shines  one  eternal  day  ; 
Tliere  God  the  Sun  for  ever  reigns, 
And  scatters  niglii  away. 

5  No  chilling  winds,  or  poisonous  breath 

Can  reach  that  healthful  siiore ; 
Sickness  and  sorrow,  pain  and  death, 
Are  felt  and  fear'd  no  more. 

6  When  shall  I  reach  that  happy  place. 

And  be  for  ever  blest  1 


HEAVEN. 

When  shall  I  cee  my  Father's  face, 
And  in  his  bosom"rest  1 
I  7Fiird  with  delight,  my  raptured  soul, 
Can  here  no  fonger  stay  . 
Though  Jordan's  waves  around  me  roll, 
Fearless  I'd  launch  away. 

1  QOQ       ^^^    lO's  and  It's.    J.  Straphan.    Portsmouth. 

/  1  f\N  wings  of  faith,  mount  up,  my  soul,  and 

\J       rise ; 

View  thine  inheritance  beyond  the  skies ; 

Nor  heart  can  thinli,  nor  mortal  tongue  can 
tell, 

What  endless  pleasures  in  those  mansions 
dwell  : 

Here  our  Redeemer  lives,  all  bright  and  glo- 
rious, 
I     O'er  sin,  and  death,  and  hell,  he  reigns  vic- 
torious. 

2  No  gnawing  grief,  no  sad  heartrending  pain. 
In  that  blest  country  can  admission  gain: 
No  sorrow  there,  no  soul-tormenting  fear. 
For  God's  own  hand  shall  wipe  the  falling 

tear  : 
Here  our  Redeemer  lives,  &c. 

3  Before  the  throne  a  crystal  river  elides. 
Immortal  verdure  decks  its  cheerful  sides: 
Here  the  fair  tree  of  life  majestic  rears 

Its  blooming  head, and  sovereign  virtue  bears: 

Here  our  Redeemer  lives,  &c. 
4 No  rising  sun  his  needless  beams  displays, 

No  sickly  moon  emits  her  feeble  rays  ; 

The  Godhead  here  celestial  glory  sheds, 

Th'  exalted  Lamb  eternal  radiance  spreads : 

Here  our  Redeemer  lives,  &c. 
5  One  distant  glimpse  my  eager  passion  fires ! 

Jesus  !  to  thee  my  longing  soul  aspires  ! 

When  shall  I  at  my  heavenly  home  arrive, — 

When  leave  this  earth,  and  when  begin  to 
live? 

For  here  my  Saviour  is  all  bright  and  glo- 
rious, 
I    O'er  sin,  and  death,  and  hell,  he  reigns  vic- 
torious. 


HEAYEN. 

1  Of\A  5S6    C.  M.    Doddridge.  Christaus. 

xOKJ^t  Happiness  approaching.    Rom.  xiii.  11. 

1  A  WAKE,  ye  saints,  and  raise  your  eyes — 
J\.  And  raise  your  voices  high  ; 
Awake,  and  j^raise  ihat  sovereign  love 

Thai  shows  salvation  nigh. 

2  On  all  the  wings  of  limo  it  flies, 

Each  moment  brings  it  near ; 
Then  welcome  each  Heclining  day, 
And  each  revolving  year ! 

3  Not  many  years  their  rounds  shall  rtm, 

Nor  many  mornings  rise, 
Ere  all  its  glories  stand  reveal'd 
To  our  admiring  eyes. 
/  4  Ye  wheels  of  nature,  speed  your  course ! 
Ye  mortal  powers,  decay  ! 
Fast  as  ye  bring  the  night  of  death, 
Y'e  bring  eternal  day7 

10f\^  557    L.  M.    Steele.  Surry 

0\JD»  The  fVorship  of  Heaven.    John  xvii.  24. 

1  r\  FOR  a  sweet,  inspiring  ray, 
\J  To  animate  our  feeble  strains. 
From  the  bright  realms  of  endless  day, 
The  blissful  realms  where  Jesus  reigns. 
p  2  There,  low  before  his  glorious  throne, 
Adoring  saints  and  angels  fall ; 
And,  with  delightful  \forship,  own 
His  smile  their  bliss,  their  heaven,  their  all 

3  Immortal  glories  crown  his  head 
I     While  tuneful  hallelujahs  rise. 

And  love  and  joy,  and  iriumfjh  spread 
Through  all  tn"  assemblies  of  the  skies. 

4  He  smiles,  and  seraphs  tune  their  songs 
To  boundless  rapture  while  they  gazeT 
Ten  thousand  thousand  joyful  longues 
Resound  his  everlasting  praise. 

5  There  all  the  favourites  of  the  Lamb 
Shall  join  at  last  the  heavenly  choir: 

f    0  may  the  joy-inspiring  theme 
Awake  our  faith  and  warm  desire ! 

6  Dear  Saviour  !  let  thy  Spirit  seal 
Our  interest  in  that  blissful  place  ; 
Till  death  remove  this  mortal  veil, 
And  we  behold  thy  lovely  face. 


HEAVEN. 

^r\/^  588    CM,  New  Torfc 

'^"*  The  everlastins  Song. 

i  TT'ARTH  has  engross'd  my  love  too  long; 
X-J  'Tislime  I  lift  mine  eyes 
Upward,  clear  Father,  to  thy  throne, 
And  to  my  native  skies. 

vl There  the  blest  man,  my  Saviour,  sits ; 
The  God  !  how  bright  he  shines ' 
And  scatters  infinite  delights 
On  all  the  happy  minds. 

•SlSeraphs  with  elevated  strains. 
Circle  the  throne  around ; 
And  move  and  charm  the  starry  plains 
With  an  immortal  sound. 

4  Jesus,  the  Lord,  their  harps  employs;— 
Jesus,  my  love,  they  sing  ! 
Jesus,  the  life  of  both  our  joys, 
Sounds  sweet  from  every  string, 
s  5  [Hark,  how  beyond  the  narrow  bounds 
Of  lime  and  space  they  run  ; 
And  echo,  in  majestic  sounds, 
The  Godhead  of  the  Son ! 

■p  6  And  now  they  sink  the  lofty  tune, 
And  gentler  notes  they  play; 
And  bring  the  Father's  Equal  down 
To  dwell  in  humble  clay. 
70  sacred  beauties  of  the  man! 
(The  God  resides  within :) 
His  flesh  all  pure,  without  a  stain, 
His  soul  without  a  sin. 
p  8But,  when  to  Calvary  they  turn, 
Silent  their  harps  abide  : 
Suspended  songs,  a  moment,  mourn 
The  God  that  loved  and  died. 
f  9Then,  all  at  once,  to  living  strains 
They  summon  every  chord, 
Tell  how  he  triumph'd  o'er  his  pains, 
And  chant  the  rising  Lord.] 
/lO  Now  let  me  mount  and  join  their  song, 
And  be  an  ansel  too ; 
My  heart,  my  hand,  my  ear,  my  tongues- 
Here's  joyful  work  for  you. 


HEAVEN. 

11  I  would  begin  the  music  here, 

And  so  my  soul  should  rise  ; 
I    0  for  some  heavenly  notes  to  bear 
My  passions  to  the  skies ! 

12  Where  ye  that  love  my  Saviour  sit, 

There  I  would  fain  have  place, 
Amonar  your  throiies  or  at  your  feet. 
So  I  mia;ht  see  his  face. 
The  6tli,  Tth,  and  8th  verses  of  this  hymn  (houii  b«  soaj 
softer  than  the  resti 


iqrj7  14     CM. 

±<jyj  4  »  The  Grace  of  God. 

1  TEHOVAH,  Lord  of  power  and  might, 
J    How  glorious  is  thy  name ! 

The  blaze  of  day,  the  pomp  of  night 
Thy  majesty  proclaim. 

2  Lord,  what  is  man— weak,  sinful  man- 

That  he  thy  care  should  prove ; 
That  thou  fir  him  sliouldst  deijn  to  plan 
Such  mighty  acts  of  love  ? 

3  Made  in  thine  image  at  I.is  birth — 

Next  to  the  henvenly  hr«t, 
Asd  sovereign  cf  the  n'ew-form'd  earth. 
Each  privilege  he  lost. 

4  Then  did  the  pitying  Saviour  leave 

The  glories  of  the  sky, — 
Oh  !  love  too  wondrous  to  conceive— 
For  sinful  man  to  die,— 

5  To  die,  that  we,  by  grace  restor'd, 

Might  life  and  glory  claim — 

0  great  Creator,  Saviour,  Lordj 

How  excellent  thy  name ! 

■I  one  ^    "•^^• 

1  <J  U  O  .      Prodamat  ion  of  the  GospA. 

1  TJARK— hark— the  notes  of  joy 
XX    Roll  o'er  the  heavenly  plains  1 
And  seraphs  find  employ 

For  their  sublimes!  strains. 
Some  new  delight  in  heaven  is  know^ 
Loud  ring  the  harps  around  the  thro»«t 

2  Hark— hark— the  sounds  draw  nigl^ 

The  joyful  hosts  descend  j 
Jesus  foreakes  the  sky, 

To  earth  his  footsteps  bend, — 
He  comes  to  Lless  our  fallen  race, 
He  comes  with  messages  of  grace. 
8  Bear — bear  the  tidings  round, 

Let  every  mortal  know 
Whit  love  in  God  is  found, 

What  pity  he  can  show.— 


THfe  GOSPEL,  etc. 

Ye  winds  thai  blow— ye  waves  that  roll. 
Bear  the  glad  news  from  pole  to  pole ! 
4  Strike— strike  the  harps  again, 

To  greet  Imnjanuel's  name ; 
Arise,  ye  sons  of  men, 

Aiid  loud  his  grace  proclaim. 
Aneels  and  men  wake  every  strin?, 
Tis  God  the  Saviour's  praise  we  sing ! 

1  QnO  61    8.  4.    Ray's  Collection. 

lOyJdt  Gospd  Trumpet. 

1  ITARK,  hark  !  the  gospel  trumpet  sounds, 
Jul  Through  the  wide  earth  the  echo  boui^ 
Pardon  and  peace  by  Jesus'  blood  ; 

Sinners  are  reconciled  to  God, 
And  brought  into  the  heavenly  road 
By  grace  divine. 

2  Come,  sinners,  hear  the  joyful  news, 
Nor  longer  dare  the  grace  refuse ; 
Mercy  and  justice  here  combine. 
Goodness  and  truih  harmonious  join, 
While  boundless  love  in  every  line 

Invites  you  near. 

3  Te  sainf's  in  glory,  strike  the  lyre; 
Ye  mortals,  catch  the  sacred  fire , 
Let  both  the  Saviour's  love  pmclaim, 
And  spread  abroad  his  matchless  fame,— 
For  ever  worthy  is  the  Lamb 

Of  endless  praise. 

1  Ql  n  "^    8.  8.  6.  or  L.  C.  M. 

1  cJ  1  U  .     Trusting  tn  Chrutfor  Pardon. 
1  f\  THOU  that  hear'st  the  prayer  of  faith, 
\j  Wilt  thou  not  save  a  soul  from  death. 

That  casts  i:self  on  thee? 
I  have  no  refuge  of  my  own. 
But  fly  to  whal  my  Lord  hath  done 
And  sufTer'd  ouce  for  me. 

3  Slain  in  the  guilty  sinner's  stead, 
I  His  spotless  righteousness  I  plead, 

And  his  availing  blood  : 
That  righttousness  my  robe  shall  be, 
That  merit  shall  alone  for  me, 
And  bring  me  near  to  God. 

3  Then  save  mc  from  eterna?  death, 
The  spirit  of  adoption  breathe, 

His  consolations  send  : 
By  him  some  word  of  life  impart. 
Aid  sweetly  whisper  to  my  heart, 

♦  Thy  Maker  is  thy  friend.' 

4  The  king  of  terrors  then  would  be 
A  welcome  messenger  to  me, 

To  bid  ine  come  away : 


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GRACES  OF  THE 

Unclogg'd  by  earth,  or  earthly  fhin^s, 
I'd  mount,  I'd  fly,  with  eager  wings, 
To  everlasting  day. 

148    S'sandTs. 
Christ,  the  LamL,  enthroned  and  voarshipftd, 

1  TTARK,  ten  thousand  harps  and  voices, 
Xl   Sound  tlie  note  of  praise  above — 
Jesus  reigns,  and  heaven  rejoices  : 

Jesus  reigns  the  God  of  love ; 
See,  be  sits  on  vonder  throne ; 
Jesus  rules  the  world  alone. 

2  Jesos,  bail !  whose  glory  brijhtens 

All  above,  and  gives  it  worth  ; 
Lord  of  life— thy  smile  enlightens. 

Cheers,  ar.d  charms  thy  saints  on  earth: 
When  we  think  of  love  like  thine, 
Lord,  we  own  it  love  divine. 

3  Bling  of  glory,  reign  for  ever — 

Thine'an  "everlas'ing  crown : 
Nothing  from  thy  love  shall  sever 

Those  whom  thou  hast  made  thine  own 
Happv  objects  of  thy  gnce, 
Destined  to  behold  thy  face. 

4  Saviour,  hasten  thine  appearing; 

Brlcg — oh  bring  the  slorious  day, 
WheiCthe  awful  summons  hearing, 

Heaven  and  earth  shall  pa«s  away : 
Then,  with  golden  harps  we'll  siug— 
'  Glory,  glory  to  our  King.' 

A  <J  1  ^»  Immulablt  Perfcciioiu  and  Glory  of  Clod, 

1  f\  LORD,  thy  mercy,  my  sure  hope, 

\J  The  hishest  orb  of  heaven  transcends; 
Thy  sacred  tru'h's  unmeasured  scope 
Beyond  the  spreading  skies  extends. 

2  Thy  jus'ice,  like  the  hills,  remains ; 

How  deep,  great  God,  thy  judgments  ares 
Thy  provide  ce  the  world  sustains ; 
The  whole  creation  is  thy  care. 

3  With  thee  the  sprinss  of  life  remain, 

Thy  presence  is  eternal  day  ; — 
Oh  1st  thy  saints  thy  favour  g^in  ! 
To  upright  hearts  thy  truth  display. 

1  Q  1  O  242    2d  Part.    C.  M. 

1  <J  1  ^»  The  same. 


'A 


BOVE  these  heavens'  created  rounds. 
Thy  mercies.  Lord,  extend  ; 
Thy  truth  outlives  the  narrow  bounds 
Where  time  and  nature  end. 


HOLY  SPIRIT,  &c. 

2  Thy  justice  shall  maintain  its  throne, 

Though  mountains  melt  away ; 
Thy  judgments  are  a  world  unbnoAvn, 
A  deep,  unfathom'd  sea. 

3  Though  all  created  light  decay, 

And  death  close  up  our  eyes ; 

Thy  presence  makes  eternal  day. 

Where  clouds  can  never  rise. 

1  Q  1  O  2S2    C.  M. 

I.  c)  X  cJ  •      Prayer  fen-  quickening  Grace, 
1  -pERMIT  me,  Lord,  to  seek  thy  fice, 


to  thy  call ; 
To  seek  the  presence  of  thy  grace, 
My  strength,  my  life,  my  all. 

2  All  I  can  wish  is  thine  to  give; 

My  God,  I  ask  thy  love. 
That  greatest  boon  I  can  receive. 
That  bliss  of  heaven  above. 

3  To  heaven  my  restless  heart  aspires 
/       Oh  !  for  some  quickening  ray, 

To  animate  my  faint  desires, 
And  cheer  the  tiresome  way, 

4  While  sin  and  Satan  join  their  art 

To  keep  me  from  the  Lord, 
Dear  Saviour,  guard  my  trembjing  heart, 
And  guide  me  by  thy  word. 

5  Whene'er  the  tempting  foe  alarms, 

Or  spreads  the  fatal  snare, 
/    I'll  fly  to  my  Redeemer's  arms 
For  safety  must  be  there. 

6  My  Guardian,  my  almighty  Friend, 

On  thee  my  soul  would  'est ; 
On  thee  alone  my  hopes  depend, 
Li  thee  I'm  ever  blest. 

I  Q  I    /I  52C    C.  ^l.    Steele. 

1 1)  1  'i.  Vanities  of  the  World,  Ps.  iv.  6, 7. 

1  TJEGONE,  ve  gilded  vanities, 
J.J  I  seek  substantial  good  : 
To  real  bliss  my  wishes  rise— 

The  favour  cf  my  God. 

2  Thy  smiles  immortal  joys  impart. 

Heaven  dawns  in  every  ray ; 
One  glimpse  of  thee  will  cheer  my  heart, 
And  turn  my  night  to  day. 

3  Not  all  the  good  which  earth  bestowt 

Can  fill  the  craving  mind  : 
Its  highest  joys  have  mingled  woei, 
And  leave  a  sting  behind. 


TiaiES  AND  SEASONS 

Should  boundless  xvealth  increase  my  »tora, 
Can  wealth  my  cares  beguile  ? 

I  should  be  ^vTet'ched  still,  and  poor, 
Without  thy  blissful  smile. 

,   Jjei  the  sweet  hope  that  thou  art  mine. 
My  life  and  death  attend  ; 
Thy  presence  throueh  uiy  journey  sbUM 
And  crown  my  journey's  end. 
6  Grant,  0  my  Father  and  my  Gcd, 
This  sweet,  this  one  re^iuest ; 
Be  thou  my  euide  to  thine  aboae, 
/pH  mine'etenial  reeU 


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